I had no idea what to do with it because at the time, I was used to drinking coffee from an aluminum drip maker. Producing the beverage entailed placing a filter full of coffee in between the water vessel and the coffee vessel. But first, the water so crucial to the whole exercise had to be boiled in a pan or a pot. So, it was a process (no microwaves to boil the water fast). Looking back, I realize it was a ritual, but I did not regard it so at the time. Just. Wanted. Coffee.
Uncurious, I put away the espresso maker.
Fast forward a couple of decades and my sister Elizabeth and I start meeting for lunch occasionally in Downtown Pittsburgh at La Prima Espresso (they have a really nice logo) on Liberty Avenue (now shuttered). Late 2000s, I guess. There Elizabeth, with cosmopolitan sensibilities acquired in our nation's Capital, introduced me to cafe lattes.
Delicious.
At some point in our lunching adventures, it occurred to me to pull from storage, or I stumbled upon it in a fit of tidying up, the Krups Style 963.
It has been part of my morning ritual ever since. The grounds vessel holds about a tablespoon of Starbucks espresso, which I prepare in the evening. Morning, I fill the maker with water, and press the red "On" switch. Then I microwave half a cup of skim milk for 90 seconds, froth it with the Aero Latte (because the Krups frother no longer works), mix in the espresso and a dash of cinnamon.
Thanks Mom and Dad. You knew what I wanted before I knew I wanted it!
1 comment:
I had one of those too, but unlike you, I did not have the foresight to keep mine...I surely wished I had. Miss you, Heidi xxx
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