Without the bitterness produced by hot water, the cold-brewed coffee had hints of chocolate, even caramel. I dropped my sugar packet — no need for it. The best brews hardly need cream. It really is the kind of thing a gentleman might spend five days in hot-coffee solitary confinement for.
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Now this is what I'm talking about. Can't wait to try this at home. (Especially since I have no coffeemaker at the moment.)
Oh, and I have the exciting task of selecting an espresso maker for our new offices. Guess who's excited? That's right; ME! :-D
Cut the apron strings? Some mothers and daughters won’t hear of it.
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Looks like some of us stay attached much longer to our parents now than we did before. I always thought it was the guys who didn't grow up (see the recent film Knocked Up for example) but now it seems girls have their own way of postponing adulthood. Interesting.