Java Nirvana

I awoke this morning to a loud clatter coming from the kitchen. It startled me as it always does every morning at six. Beans. I moved one leg over to Tom's side of the bed. Empty. I reached for Maggie Mae. Gone. I submerged my head deep under the down comforter to drown out the noise. Useless. I was wide awake way before its time. Bleep! (My grand daughter may read this someday...so unless she is under the covers with me, she'll never know what I really say, but it isn't "Bleep.")

The early morning coffee bean clatter is a month old so I should be used to it by now, yet it continues to shock me awake with the same response, "What the bleep!" I shouldn't be surprised that we have switched from grounds to beans now because for the two decades that Tom and I have been together, he has been on a quest to make that perfect cup of coffee.  To make perfect coffee, one must have the perfect coffee maker. In order to find that perfect coffee maker, one must buy every coffee maker that has ever been made. Tom has done that and except for the latest one--the noisy one that serves as my alarm clock every morning--they are all lined up side by side in our pantry because you never know when you might need an extra coffee maker.

Finding the perfect coffee maker is only half of the journey when seeking that perfect cup of coffee. There's the coffee itself: Tom's tried Maxwell House, Folgers, Eight O'clock, Hills Brothers, New England, Community, Seattle's Best, Starbucks, Cafe Du Monde, Sumatra, Amalfi,  Jittery Joes, Lavazza, Maraba. And that's just in the past two months.

I am unhappy to say that the search for perfection in a coffee cup is over. Tom has found his java nirvana, and it is (drum roll please) World Market's Island Blend Coffee, a heavy-bodied blend of beans medium roasted to perfection.  The beans are ground in our new Breville, the only fully customizable coffee maker that delivers fresh coffee to meet your high expectations of perfection in a coffee cup.

Did I mention I'm not happy. I can't stand that coffee. It forces my face to react violently. My reaction to Tom's idea of perfection is an ugly thing to witness, so don't come visit us early in the morning. The good news is Tom's search is over. Now I have to ask... can we get rid of all those coffee makers in the pantry now? Can we move the coffee maker to another part of the house? Can we go to McDonald's now because that's my idea of perfect coffee.

McPerfect Cup of Coffee