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The Coffee Conundrum
February 26, 2006 ( life )
I realize that I'm a coffee snob, and that were I not a coffee snob, I could use a coffee maker with a timer to solve this issue. But let's take for granted, for the moment, that I'm going to use a french press, because the coffee it makes is so superior.
Another given is that I am fully addicted to coffee. I freely admit this. I need coffee to function.
The condundrum, then, is how to make french press coffee before having coffee? It requires filling the teapot (but just perfectly so that you're not wasting time heating excess water!), boiling it, grinding coffee, placing the grounds into the press, pouring boiling water into the press, positioning the filter part of the press, moving the press to the table w/o spilling, and waiting for it to steep, then pressing, then finally pouring a cup -- all before coffee!
To be more specific, this morning was a royal running disaster.
My roommate's dog Megan had pooped and pissed all over the kitchen (what happens when everyone sleeps in on weekends), and this spurred my inner type-A OCD cleaning demon, so this ended up being sweeping, bleaching and mopping of the entire kitchen floor (mainly to replace that lingering dog-shit smell with a lingering bleach smell).
Then, while grinding the coffee, our grinder died. Luckily, it was close enough to ground that it was passable.
Then, I had defrosted the night before a loaf of orange bread that Mom had baked, so as to toast and eat it this morning. We don't have a handy toaster oven, so I was doing it in the oven, using its broiler. It's... rather....hyper broiler. So I smelled them getting probably just a bit too toasted (which is how I like them, to be fair) and opened the door, and was greeted by leaping flames coming off of the poor orange bread. "luckily" someone had left the back grill unlocked, so I placed the smoldering orange bread on the ledge outside and deactivated the now-screaming smoke alarm (and the teapot was boiling all at the same time, as well).
I recovered from that point, tho -- I sliced more orange bread (and didn't burn it), and the rest of breakfast went as normal. But still -- not a great way to begin the day.
Posted by griffjon at February 26, 2006 10:56 AM
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