Miss Sugar’s Brew
For those of you who have read other posts of mine, you know that Miss Sugar is my trophy wife and that Miss Sugar feeds birds. Today, I want to report on my involvement in bird feeding in a very tangential aspect of her hobby.
I try to be a good husband. Sometimes, I even make the coffee. Yesterday, as Miss Sugar was sleeping, I got up and did just that. I know how to put the beans into the grinder. I know where to put the filter in the coffee maker and also where to pour the water. I had to think about it, but I remembered to put the ground coffee into the filter. I pushed the correct button and the water heated up, ran through the coffee in the filter, and dripped into the waiting coffee pot. So far, so good.
Then I tackled the more difficult…
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