Friday, January 24, 2014


... for a coffee grinder.  I was going to say "Ode" but frankly, I'm not sure I'm capable of writing an epitaph, much less an ode.

Today we say goodbye to our dear, departed, Cuisinart Grind Central Coffee Grinder.  I don't remember if we received it as a wedding gift or purchased it for ourselves around the same time.  Either way, we've had it and used it at least every-other-daily to make a perfect pot of coffee for the last four years.  I don't know what the normal "lifespan" of a grinder is, and we COULD HAVE ordered just the little part that's broken, because actually, the motor has NOT given up the ghost.  But that would have cost us MORE than a new grinder will, picked up locally, because we'd have had to wait for Cuisinart to get it to us.  And we'd have had to wait for Cuisinart to get it to us.  Did I mention we'd have had to wait for Cuisinart to get it to us?

So Stephen's on a run to get the replacement GRINDER, and the Cuisinart has already found its new foster home that is the dumpster.  Farewell, dear friend.  You were great.  We loved you.  But then you started throwing chips of plastic and steel in with the beans that you refused to grind, so you're dead to me.  I don't even think I'll miss you.  Pbttttttthhhhhh.


  1. You never used to drink coffee. Now you do. Was it the trip to NC that broke you, I wonder?

    1. Um, no... if you re-read today's post you will see that I reference "we" in the four-year usage history of the dead one. It was, in fact, California that swayed me to the dark side. I am now able to consume it "sweet-n-creamy" without it tasting "like chocolate" altho the latter is still my preference.

  2. Oh, and by the way, if you're keeping score, please help me welcome TANZANIA to the readership! Tanzania! Welcome!


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