Combing The Yak
One of those mornings. After going to bed at 2:30 in the morning, I am up at 9:30 AM and proceeded to stare at my phone for an hour and then coffee, a simple thing, coffee. But alas, not enough in the day old automatic coffee pot to get the day going. And the coffee pot was looking a little grimy. So proceeded into degrime mode. which escalates. So many crooks and crannies- it ends up in the sink filled with a combination of vinegar and dish soap. Gotta let that sit and soak the wonderful cleanliness in. In the meantime, I remember I was on my way to the washroom to do the morning ablutions, where I spotted my water pick flossing machine. Works wonderfully, cleaning out all those hard to reach crooks and crannies in my coffee machine. I now have the cleanest coffee pot on the planet, but it is due for a vinegar soak. Lime and calcium buildup is real! Where’s my French press? After a furtive search in all the usual hiding spots, it remains hidden. Now I find myself scrubbing the stove and countertops with Chlorox- then my brain nudges me, well yells at me: Cowboy coffee, how hard can it be to make? Cowboys been doing it for years! Apparently, I’m not a cowboy. But I do have a kettle, make some hot water, put a pot on the grime free harvesting gold stove to boil it just to perk it a bit, and then strain it through a kitchen strainer into a quart jar. Coffee at last.
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