While Ken enjoys a couple of cuppas (tea) in the morning, I drink coffee made in a "French press." We both drank coffee for a while from an automatic drip machine but, for some reason, we tired of that. Ken went back to tea and I started up again with coffee. And one lump of sugar. Actually, it's a half-lump.
One of our two-cup French press coffee pots.
It's raining this morning. I suppose that means there's no chance of seeing the landscaper today. Ugh.
We still have a drip pot, but I now hate coffee from it. We haven’t used it in nearly 15 years.
ReplyDeleteI drink two cups from a drip pot, but keep a French press for when our power goes out. Sorry about the landscape guy not coming today.
ReplyDeleteIt was chez my au pair family that I first saw those lumps of sugar that are brown, so I always associate them with Paris :)
ReplyDeletemitch, ours is sitting in a closet. It served us well. And may yet again.
ReplyDeleteevelyn, you must have a gas range! :)
judy, I hardly use white sugar any more. The brown stuff tastes much richer.