We are a coffee household, we don’t wake up unless the dark brew is calling our name. Yet after only 17 happy months together our dearly departed coffeemaker went ka-put.
It was a wedding gift from a friend and so I am overly sentimental when it comes to this dark beauty so I over looked many of his minor flaws. So what if he leaked (hence the tray) all over our counters, or that we could never quite get the settings right to brew the perfect pot for both of us. All minor grievances in my book when is comes to a sentimental gift. I loved that we could make after dinner espressos for friends or flavored milk steamers for their little girls. It felt fancy, almost decadent.
Until we bring ourselves to buy a new one we are making ‘camping coffee’, boiling water on the stove, (we threw out our kettle) pouring it over grounds, and into our retro thermal pitcher.
Not bad, but it’s no preprogramed automatic drip.