Sunday morning, coffee grinder gave off more of a slow, sad, half-hearted buzz than a strong burr grind. Not a good problem.
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| The offending grinder. Nearly 8 years old. |
Monday, housemate offered up her little grinder for use. It's not a burr grinder, so it's not providing the fine grind needed for my little espresso machine. But hey, it's grinding the beans.
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| Lucky for me, housemate is off of coffee right now, so this little R2D2 is in my kitchen for the time being. |
Tuesday, instead of the espresso machine, I dug out the moka pot. Grew up with the stovetop style, learning to make coffee for my parents on special days. I'd say it's a good problem I had to rediscover it.
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| Mmmmmm. |
