I like strong coffee. Strong, black coffee. The stronger the better; the kind in which the spoon stands up on its own if it doesn’t dissolve completely. You get the idea.
At home I usually brew my mugs in a coffee maker, for heavy duty mornings, but otherwise I make it a mug (a big mug) at a time, pouring hot water through rough-ground coffee in a filter. In either case, it seems too much trouble for a cuppa.
I wonder why I just don’t make it “cowboy style.” It is as simple as throwing coffee grounds loose into a coffee pot and letting it boil to the proper strength. Throw in some egg shells to help settle the grounds to the bottom and you are ready to go in a very few minutes. And it usually tastes better than coffee brewed with a lot more hoopla than is really necessary. Unfortunately one does have to make more coffee than one might normally drink as cowboy coffee is not “good to the last drop” . . . unless one likes to chew the last few gulps. Even some of the earlier servings may be a bit silted at the bottom of the cup.
So this morning I eschewed the filter and treated myself to a couple salubrious cups of joe sans filter. Talk about a wake-up call! It is not something I would do every morning, but variety is the spice of life. Now if I can only get down off the ceiling.
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