Yes, I know, that’s not a coffee pot above. But, as you’ll soon find out, I’m not what you’d call a coffee drinker. I can honestly say I have about three or four cups of coffee a year and usually don’t finish the cup. And still, I occasionally crave it. Not sure why, exactly. I’ve even gone so far as to buy a cup of Dunkin’s and about a quarter through it, I stop. It’s delicious, but, as I’ve said, I’m not what you’d call a coffee drinker. But as I also said, I occasionally have a craving for a cup.
This morning was one of those times.
I have a coffee maker. Not a K-cup type—that would be wasted on me—but a drip type (I’m so not a coffee drinker that I’m not really sure what it’s called). It’s only worth breaking out for company. This morning, however, I figured there had to be a way to brew coffee without it.
So, I took a coffee filter, which has been hanging around since the last Probstock (not the mini, mind you, but the full blown Probstock family gathering), and the container of Folgers (same era, so probably too stale for most folks), a pair of clothespins and a mug. I heated water in the coolest tea pot ever (a gift from my youngest) which I use for tea and, more often, hot chocolate, which is my favorite hot beverage no matter the season.
Once the water was heated, I poured about three ounces into the filter and allowed it to percolate down through the paper into my mug. Afterward, I added two scoops of hot cocoa powder and another four ounces of water. I know, I know, right now all you true coffee drinkers are shrinking back in horror, crying out, “but that’s not real coffee.” And I get it. You’re right. For your average coffee drinker, it’s not. But what about all those fancy, confusingly- named coffees you all buy at specialty coffee-type places? This is my version.
Anyway, to get back to my story, once I made myself a steaming, fragrant mug of cocoa+coffee using a filter and a couple of clothespins I drank about a third of it and dumped the rest down the drain.
That’ll do for this quarterly craving. Maybe next time I’ll make it out to a diner.