Kathy and I were clearing stuff out of the basement. I thought we should put her parents' old coffee pot in the kitchen. Later, Steph got home from school.
Steph - "What the heck is that?"
I explained how it worked and Steph thought it was way cooler than Kathy's Keurig machine. She even looked up the inventor. We'll just have to give it a try.
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Call it a coffee hookah, a bubble pot, the caffeine bong. A little rebranding and bearded hipsters will be crowding around enormous blue enamel percs in dingy repurposed bars.
A perc makes great aroma, bad coffee. Good metaphor for our current culture.
I remember making coffee for my parents and the smell was great. But to this day I still don't care for the taste. Maybe this could be a form of aromatherapy.
"perked with artisan-grown, hand-picked, organic hops"
"Try our Blue Velvet perk--bring your own facemask."
Our ancestors were mostly interested in maximizing caffeine per cup. Perking and boiling. Today they'd be fracking beans to free every last alkaloid molecule. The frackulator!
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