I’m a freeze-dried coffee girl. I’m sure if you follow me on Facebook or Instagram you probably are under the mistaken impression that I am some sort of coffee connoisseur. I assure you I am not. My only coffee snobbery exists in the form of judgement upon those who pronounce espresso with an X. Otherwise I’m just a chick who digs boiling the kettle and indulging in a cup of instant.
I have a bodum. I have a drip filter machine thingy. I even have one of those cute pots where you put the water at the bottom and then it bubbles up into the top. Who even knows what they’re called? And my friend Michele, who is always way too generous with me, even gave a fancy as hell pod machine which makes some seriously good tasting coffee.
But, as Michele knows, I am a freeze-dried girl. So lately Michele (who runs a coffee machine repair business) has been giving me giant 500g bags of freeze dried coffee as well.
And this is where my confusion comes in… (more…)