Coffee-Flavored Water, Update

I posted the original entry on February 12, 2011. I have added my update at the bottom.
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Coffee-flavored water. That’s what I get from the break room sometimes.

There are four carafes and one professional coffee maker machine (office capacity). One carafe has an orange top for the decaffinated coffee. One has a black top and two have brown tops. I want the (hot) water to always be in the black top carafe. To my thinking, if water is the only substance ever in this carafe, it will have a better chance of not tasting like coffee. That leaves the two with brown tops to always have caffinated coffee. A place for everything and everything in its place.

Commonly, whoever takes the carafes off of the coffee maker in the afternoon sits them on the counter without rinsing them out. Occasionally they will already have coffee baked into the bottom because some coffee drinkers put them back on the warmers when they are mostly empty. What little coffee is in the carafe evaporates and leaves a film of coffee in the bottom.

The next morning arrives, and the people who come in early to make coffee try their best to get the baked-in coffee out of the carafes. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t. The coffee drinkers can’t tell the difference (probably) because coffee tastes like coffee. But using a carafe with baked-in coffee for water makes the water taste like coffee. And I don’t want coffee-flavored water for my tea. I’ll go out on a limb here and guess that people who get hot water for their oatmeal have the same aversion to coffee-flavored water.

And that brings us back to the idea of always having the black carafe for water. If water is the only liquid in that black-topped carafe day after day, then no coffee can be left in it overnight and we have a good chance of the water that goes through the coffee machine for heating purposes to come out tasting like water.

You know that saying that goes something like “If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change how you think about it?” Well, this is something I could change, so I did. I’m an early arriver to the office, so now I go into the break room, rinse out all the carafes to my liking and make hot water, one carafe of decaffinated coffee and one carafe of caffinated coffee.

Voilà! Water that tastes like water!

But unless I stand guard at the coffee maker, it’s not a foolproof plan. Yesterday I went back into the breakroom to get some water about mid-morning. Bleck! It tasted like coffee. What happened? Someone who made a subsequent carafe of hot water must have thrown out the coffee grinds from the filter holder and put it back in without rinsing it. Voilà! Coffee-flavored water. Again.

(Postaday2011 #43)

Update: The coffee service people came to give our coffee machine a check up. They noticed that our carafes were the “old style.” They took away all the brown-tipped carafes and replaced them with black-tipped ones. Now I can’t tell which carafe is which, as we only have the orange one for decaffeinated coffee and three black carafes. The frequency of my getting coffee-flavored water has increased noticeably. Rats. Guess I’ll have to find stronger tasting tea.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Ready

Weekly Photo Challenge: Ready

Here is a sampling of the Engine 2 meal kits that Greenling offers.

A meal kit ready to be cooked

All dressed up and ready to go!

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This is Meal #3 from Engine 2 Diet Meal Plan #1: Confetti Couscous with Seasonal Vegetables. Yep, Greenling delivers these meal kits right to my door, with everything chopped up and labeled. This meal was ready in just under 30 minutes. Now if I could only get one of the dogs to cook . . .

Meal kit cooked and ready to eat

Ready to eat!

Suggestion To Other People

The sign Suggestion To Other People can be seen everywhere in its abbreviated form. To some, that’s all it is, a suggestion. For me, it’s a STOP sign.

There are two STOP signs on my drive to work that are particularly notable in this double standard. I stop at them, others do not. I discovered this by working out the problem of some drivers tailgating me up to the first STOP sign. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t just use the left lane while I’m in the right lane.

My attempts at relaying this message to them by ESP never worked. One morning I decided that I would get in the left lane when someone was tailgating me up to the STOP sign. I’d let them go about their morning drive at their own (illegal) speed in the right lane and after they passed me, I’d return to the right lane and go about my morning drive at my own (legal) speed.

It wasn’t long before I had the chance to use my new plan. And it worked, but not in the manner I imagined. I moved over to the left lane and the other driver just kept going, through both STOP signs. I stopped; they didn’t even slow down.

Oh. STOP means stop for me, but it’s just a Suggestion To Other People.

Good to know.

A Purse and a Painting

The first photo of the painting in progress. Just white canvas with a couple of blue lines.

A feather duster goes swimming

For months I had been watching the calendar at Austin’s Painting With A Twist, trying to find a time when I could take one of their classes. I finally found one: Van Gogh’s Tree.

The canvas with a blue sky (three shades of blue)

Blue skies, smiling at me .....

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The premise behind Painting With A Twist is that it’s a fun, social event where all the supplies are provided. They provide the space, instructor, apron, paint, canvas, brushes, everything! (It is not, however, an art school.)

The sky and background all filled in

Blue, lots of blue

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With two brushes, seven paint colors, a couple of paper plates and a few paper towels, we got down to the business of fun painting.

The tree painted in, with yellow, orange and green

A feather duster tree takes shape

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I walked in with a purse and two hours later I walked out with a purse and a painting.
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Now that’s my kind of art.

The finished tree painting

The finished tree

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I thought I had some orange in that tree, lots of orange, but it doesn’t look like it now.