morning coffee, hold the drama

I recently got a new pint-sized French Press. I had been using the big one I have for entertaining (Which, by the way, I never do. Like, ever.) every day, and it was serious overkill. The deal is, the new one has been erupting when I press it down. Odd. And scary.

Alice previously “helped” me make my coffee by being in charge of pressing down the plunger. Because I care less about her happiness than I care about her not getting third-degree burns from burning hot coffee, she’s been disappointed. Boo hoo, I know.

Tuesday, the damned thing erupted. Again. This time, Alice witnessed and asked, “Why is it being so dramatic?” Good question, Kiddo! Why is it so dramatic? I wish she could talk some sense into it…

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