The coffee is smoother using this method, plus you are even more ready for the bitter drop (no sugar) having endured watching the slow-plunge session.
Needless to say (so don't say it!) the coffee plunger and cup set is mine! I will have finished this plunger before eleven. Start now at 9.30, a little later than usual.
The table cloth that you see here showing up the coffee plunger was a wedding present. Yes, I'm - we're - married. Have been forever. I was married at twenty-one.
The chair is ex-M's father's board room, only reupholstered by Mum and me. The table with the green legs comes all the way from Wellington, and the cup-plunger was inherited in a set. Much of the house beyond the plunger was renovated recently to take out walls and let in light. We (mostly M) did ALL the painting, including doors.
This is the dining 'room' (only one wall).
Seriously,
Sacha
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