My good friend Linda gave me a neato little stove top espresso maker last night, and I’m happy. Unlike a bodum however, these things need a little more attention while the coffee making is happening. I discovered this when I heard what sounded like an angry snake pit in my kitchen, and saw steaming black gold pouring forth from the spout. Lesson learned. here’s a one piece piece in honour of my new little steel friend. We’ll work things out I’m sure.
There was coffee in here that was a year old. I cleaned it, used it, and now I see colors I didn’t know existed.