Gabby already reported on this, but our coffee maker in the apartment consists of a coffee beaker instead of a coffee pot. It has been my goal since arriving in Monteverde to use the coffee beaker at some point. Considering that I transfer out to the Central Valley tomorrow, I was running out of real estate in terms of mornings to use the mechanism. Thus, I decided this morning I would use the coffee machine.
I don't claim to know a lot about coffee making unless it's in a french press or Keurig machine, but my attempt this morning failed miserably. My coffee byproduct looked, and tasted, like diesel fuel.
I was sort of tempted to drink the coffee directly from the beaker, but I'm kind of glad I actually mixed it with
leche y azucar. The milk and sugar didn't really help the awful taste, but it was better than drinking it straight.
I didn't finish the cup. In fact, I only drank about two painful sips before dumping it out.
In reality, my only goal was use the coffee beaker so, mission accomplished.
I promptly came to school and got a cup of properly prepared coffee.
Pura vida,
Jessica Lynn
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