Cuppa Joe
It’s snowing here, today. A good day for a hot cup of coffee and a good crockpot dinner. The other morning my daughter wanted to treat me, so she asked if I would like a cup of hot chocolate or a cup of coffee. I wanted coffee, of course, but wasn’t sure she could handle that.
“Do you know how to make coffee?” I asked.
“I’ve seen you do it,” she said.
“What would you do? Tell me how you make coffee.”
“First you get out the white paper thing.”
“The filter.”
“Yeah, the filter. Then you put in the coffee mix, then you pour in the water and turn it on.”
“OK. Give it a shot. Just don’t use too much coffee.”
She went on down to the kitchen and that morning I had the strongest cup of coffee I’ve ever had. She filled the pot only halfway and used about twice as much coffee as I would have.
I didn’t say it was bad. But I was wired until about 3pm.
I found these at the grocery store. Cool little invention and a fantastic time saver. I made soup using one and it was a five second cleanup.
Due to the snow, we’re staying in and will have a fire in the fireplace. I could use a cup of coffee.