thinking myself pretty familiar with coffee machines as I make coffee at my dad's house all the time, I set to dismantling the machine so I could fill it with the grounds a la cafe du mond. unfortunately this machine was a little tougher to conquer, either from being in the garage for too long or just being a completely different model from the one my dad owns. it took me the best of about ten minutes to clean the coffee machine enough that I was willing to drink whatever came out of it and then fill it with coffee grounds and water. after pushing the start button, I backed away as the machine started making unrecognizable gurgling and gushing sounds, but nevertheless, seconds later it was brewing coffee. the bottom floor of my house now smells of cafe au lait and the unmistakable odor of do-it-yourself home improvement.
the coffee machine stopped making its coffee-brewing noises, so I figured it was done brewing the coffee. I was very, very wrong. I filled my new life is good mug about three-fourths of the way full when more coffee started spilling out of the machine. I stuffed the coffee pot back into the machine and it was like the niagara falls of coffee had been waiting in the top of the coffee machine. only a little spilt, but I still had to use around 17 paper towels to clean up the mess. they're the kind that are half the size of a regular paper towel, so you think you're saving paper, but really you're just using twice as much.
I'm going to go sit on the porch in the backyard and enjoy the nice weather. get it? it's already 98 outside. anyways, I saw two pigeons fighting on the fence a few minutes ago, and I do not want to put myself in the middle of that kind of situation.
cheers,
lauren
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