Sunday morning, while filling my coffee maker’s glass carafe, I realized there was a small hole on the bottom. I sighed, sadly. I’m not good with disappointments early in the morning, particularly before my cup of coffee. Now, I do have french press so my ability to make myself a cup of coffee was not affected. Just my ability to make a good one. Big sads.
I sprung to action and went on the search for a new carafe. I found not one for my particular model. At least not one in the DC Metro area. I toyed with the idea of purchasing a new coffee maker, after all some were the same price as a replacement carafe. But after much back and forth in my head, and a call to my sister, I opted to track down the replacement online. I was going to be damned if I throw out a perfectly good coffee maker. And in an attempt at a semblance of frugality, I was going to be damned if I purchase a second coffee maker to get me through six- to seven-day delivery estimate. So, for now, I am damned to make my morning coffee this with a french press.
Now you might be wondering where I am going with this. Stay with me, I promise, I have a point.
So fast forward to now while I am researching the recommended size of ground I want to make for a proper cup in my press. And it was on this internet search that I was reminded all of the opinions, preferences and emotions that coffee stirs in people. Civilizations have been built on it, wars fought and people enslaved. Entire industries are devoted to the growing, brewing and drinking of this most wonderous nectar. And in addition to all the socio-economic and historical aspects of the beverage, Coffee, my dear friends, is freaking awesome.
So join me this week in celebrating this wonderful gift that is coffee. With films, books, crafts, musings, recipes and more. I think we will both be the better for it.