Grounds for disaster

Jake left early for a run and I thought this would be the perfect time to try that French press technique Sarah mentioned. Spoiler alert: measuring coffee grounds while half-awake is not my forte.

Grounds for disaster

Turns out there’s a reason the instructions say “level scoop” and not “heaping mountain of grounds that definitely won’t all fit.” The kitchen counter looked like a coffee shop exploded, and I’m pretty sure I found grounds in my hair somehow. The worst part? The actual coffee turned out weak anyway.

The cleanup begins.

Twenty minutes later and I’m still finding grounds in weird places. Jake’s going to come home to the smell of actual good coffee from our regular machine and probably wonder why the kitchen smells like a Starbucks stockroom. At least I got my workout in early – apparently coffee ground cleanup counts as cardio.

Next Sunday I’m sticking to the regular coffee maker. Some experiments are better left to people who are actually awake before 8 AM.