I’ve been told a time or ten that I’m deceivingly domestic. Perhaps my front door is really a time machine – where everything is different upon entering, including me. My home is defined by mid-century finds, daily home cooked meals, a sewing machine, and rose scented candles. In other words, I think your grandma’s cool.
I’ve recently purchased a percolator and it’s my newest favorite. And before I continue, I have to admit that my taste in coffee is comparable to that of red wine – when asked if I enjoy a cup or glass, my answer is merely “yes”, no details.
So yes, I enjoy my percolator. It makes two to four cups of caffeinated goodness and is pretty enough to serve while suited up in your finest Anthro apron. With no need for a coffee filter, it’s also a sustainable choice. Compete with that Mr. Coffee!
I take mine black, but have agave nectar and almond milk on hand for guests.