I fell in love a couple weeks ago with a really good cup of coffee. If you don't have one of these and you drink coffee, you have no idea what you're missing. It's called a Bodum French Press. Sounds fancy shmancy but in all honesty, it's a plain jane contraption that's nice and compact and good for small kitchens. And it makes great coffee.
It retailed at Bed Bath and Beyond for $49.99 but with my 20% off coupon, I struck a good deal.
(I finally realized what the "beyond" means in Bed Bath and Beyond: it means a Bodum French Press.)
It was especially a good deal since my old coffee pot was giving out and needed to be replaced and had always made gross coffee anyway. It was actually hard to tell that it was giving out since the coffee had never tasted good but the flood of water surrounding the pot every once in awhile indicated that the Mr. Coffee was going the way of all coffee makers and would soon end up at the landfill where we know all coffee makers go.
Some should just go there right now anyway and you'll agree with me when you buy your very own Bodum French Press coffee maker and enjoy a cup of it's robust, dark yet creamy goodness. You haven't tasted coffee until you've tasted Bodum's. (In case you're wondering, I am not getting paid for this advertisement -- except in the good cup of coffee sitting next to me.)
But, when you pour your cup of coffee, be sure not to put it in this cup like I tend to do. I love the $1 deal I got on it at TJ Maxx and absolutely adore it's tall, narrow elegance but find it's natural tendency to tip-over-easily-when-bumped to be a slight inconvenience... especially when it spills my good cup of coffee all over a crisp, white, piece of eyelet fabric with the pattern already pinned to the fabric. And gets on the books sitting next to the fabric. And goes under the serger just beyond the fabric.
Not to change the delicious subject to something less appealing, I just thought in case any of you are still wondering about my computer as I am still wondering about it, I thought you might be interested to know that it is still sitting in that nice computer bag. In the corner. On the floor. Out of sight, out of mind. Well, not quite out of mind but you get the idea.
Back to that cup of coffee... I need a refill.