Let's have a moment of silence....

[winneganfake]

Alas, poor Coffepot! I knew him, Horatio: an appliance
of infinite zest, of most excellent caffeination: he hath
borne me up on his brew a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung the lip that kissed my mug I know
not how oft. Where be your brewing now? your
percolations? your steam? your flashes of rejuvenation,
that were wont to set the table on a roar?


No coffeepot today, as it and the grinder need a good cleaning. Which means I'm stuck on less than a cup and a half of yesterday's leftovers. Oh, coffee, how I crave thee.

Comments

[hafwit.livejournal.com]

8-I Mercy! I'll toast to you.

[m-cobweb.livejournal.com]

I'd say cleaning the pot and the grinder ought to be at the top of today's work list. It's a matter of life or death, after all.

[domestinatrix.livejournal.com]

Hollar if you need to borrow an emergency back-up coffee maker until you have a chance to replace your appliance of choice. I can lend you either a Vietnamese coffee filter that makes one strong cup at a time with water boiled separately, or a stove-top percolator that makes a damn fine pot of honest, old fashioned American-style coffee, or a Turkish coffee pot that makes one or two little cups of delicious mud. I also have a spare Mr Coffee that isn't currently in use, but I need to get that one back from Bergen who borrowed it a while back when her French press shattered. My French press
doesn't travel; I can break enough glass at home without trying to carry it all over Jack Robinson's barn.

Wut? I like coffee.