Descending Further Into Addiction

I am addicted to caffeine. I am not the worst one I know, he drinks coffee by the pot. I still measure my addiction by the cup.

I have some sort of bad coffee maker mojo. I have killed at least four. It's pretty frustrating when all you need in the morning to get going is a cup of coffee and the coffee maker is D.O.A. So, after about a week of opening the lid of my now dead coffee maker, putting in the filter and coffee then heating water in the tea kettle and pouring it in while muttering profanities, Nick insisted I get a new coffee maker.

He shops around for one. Preferably with training wheels. He crunches methods and numbers and comes up with the Aeropress. There's one moving part, no heating elements, none of that. Just pour and press. We walked into the little shop that had it and Nick explains to the woman that I need a simple coffee maker I cannot break.

So we get that, some filters, and some coffee and tea for Nick. We get home and bust out the toys. Holy crap, is that "aeropressed" coffee good. So far, it is worth every penny. I can't comment on the durability but the flavor is incredible.