I am lamenting over my beloved French Press. While I was just writing about it last month, one of my two French Presses broke yesterday. It was sitting on a plastic bag after a morning breakfast rush, while I was cleaning up, I lifted the plastic bag, and glass part of the French Press fell into the stainless steel sink, it just went into pieces, so was my heart.
Now I have one left, if this one breaks, I will have no recourse in making a nice cup of coffee. I will still go through life, but a bit tougher without coffee.
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