French Press To the Rescue!

Sometimes we change things up just for the sake of variety. Other times we have variety thrust upon us.

I broke the coffee carafe yesterday.

“Crappage!” I growled.

Busy with a deadline, I didn’t have time to race to the mall and buy a replacement. Or to go out in search of my morning brew, which would have necessitated changing out of my pajamas and doing everything else required to make myself presentable to polite society.

Whew! Catastrophe averted!

So I reached into the cabinet and pulled out the French press I’d had for years but seldom used. Yeah! Belated use of nephews’ Christmas present! Thank you, nephews!

I didn’t remember how to use it and couldn’t find the instructions anywhere.

Tick…tick…tick…

So I consulted the Internet for a few basic pointers and then plunged right in, ground the beans coarsely and poured in the not quite boiling water. And in less time than the coffeemaker takes to do its thing I was enjoying some really good, really smooth coffee. (No offense to my tea drinking friends, but I believe the best thing you can do with a tea kettle is heat water for your French press!)

I just sat down to Day #2 of French press coffee. I’m liking this. Suddenly I’m not in such a hurry to replace the broken carafe, except that when friends come over, it’s annoying if I have to make coffee two cups at a time. So I’ll eventually get out there and replace that carafe. But nothing says I can’t keep right on using my French press. We’re good friends now.