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adieu, mon plongeur

15 February 2007 _ 15h39m06 EDT
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~ special thanks to l’homme moderne [w] for shipping our rhodia blocs and our cafetiere and coffee tumbler. we have always held the cafetiere in contempt, perhaps because they look too cheap to produce decent coffee. however, upon discovering no coffee machine of any type at chez vidal, we needed to provide our own and made sure to find the cheapest item in barbes, for sure, but this machine proved surprisingly fun and simple to use—certainly simpler than the french press. we’ve run a dozen cups through it in the past 2 days; who would have figured that we would turn on our beloved french press?

the cafetiere could not have arrived too soon, as we just learned this week that coffee produced with the french press is extremely high in ‘cafestol’; we do not know what the fuck that is, but we’ve been assured that it is ‘bad’ for human health.

we feel dirty using the cafetiere; it seems fit only to serve after spending the night amongst apple cores and rotten madelines on the tile floor in a dark tenement behind gare du nord – filled with chain store robusta, heated on a hot plate, and served in a chipped plastic bowl.

maybe we should just invest in a smaller french press, so we aren’t brewing 2 liters at a time, which is the main problem when drinking alone.

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'j' responds:

i think i had a heart attack yesterday after returning to my french press with several months on hiatus.

is that the master’s tombe?

'the angry red planet' responds:

is that the master’s tombe?

you got that right

'j' responds:

i am about 75 pages away from finishing recherche, does he end up kicking it with charlus?

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