I’ve owned about every brand of K-cup machine out there. From Cuisinart to Keurig and Instant Pod (made by the Instant Pot people). Seems like no matter if I buy a $400 product or Perry picks up a machine on a whim for a little over a hundred bucks, they all last about a year even when descaling regularly.
When the Instant Pot showed signs of dying a couple days ago, it was a 911 coffee emergency. No time to be brand picky, I used Keurig points for a discount and bought a model that I haven’t owned before. It arrived quickly… good thing since the only way I could get the other machine to work was by unplugging it multiple times. I’ve already made my first cup of “strong” coffee in the new Keurig since there’s even a button for that.
Not only is there a button for a strong brew, there’s also one for a ‘shot.’ With the added options and built-in frother it might be capable of eliminating my Nespresso machine. Jury is still out on that since I’ve yet to have time to play around with this beast, but I’ll let you know. So far, my ultimate happiness (not counting just having coffee) is because it fits on the counter under the cabinets unlike the stupid Instant Pod.
Stormy morning here in southern Indiana, pushing the 80’s out to hold on to mid to high 70 degree temps for the week. Yah, I sure do love me some October. After hot and humid day after day, I so welcome the change.
I’m still following the search for Brian Laundrie — he’s yet to be found, has been potentially sighted in every state except for Indiana, and Dog TBH is getting quieter by the day. I have to admit that all the back and forth about ‘van life’ is pretty darned interesting. I’ve never been a “camping” person, but the older I get the less I care about my home. Wouldn’t you think it would be the other way around?
No way I could do a van with my two hounds, and I figure even a big-ass motorhome would get old pretty quickly — especially since I have no desire to drive a big vehicle again. If I could wave a magic wand and get what I want (and what I want could change tomorrow), I’d like 3 more really good years for events. I’d have a small house in a more rural setting here in Indiana and a small place near the gulf in Florida — with a pool.
If you happen to have a magic wand laying around you’re not using, please pass it my way.
TIL (Today I Learned): The Zone of Death is the name given to the 50 sq mi Idaho section of Yellowstone National Park in which, as a result of a purported loophole in the Constitution of the United States, a criminal could theoretically avoid prosecution for any major crime, up to and including murder.