There isn’t a cup, That isn’t worth sharing here; It’s all delicious.
Biscuits baking in oven, watching timer tick down; fresh water boiling Carafe at the ready, fresh grounds installed Still five minutes left as the kettle clicks off Wandering back to the kitchen Settling scores and buttering Home baked goods
The water boils, The grounds go in the filter; Combine them slowly.
Subconscious speaking again saying it's time to get up, get out & get a move on Zombie shuffling to the kitchen craving boiled liquid strained over scorched bean Today will be a good day
I was introduced to the freshest cup possible given geography and behold a few button clicks later ready with room for cream it's delightful to learn new things and see others for what they are a myriad of iterations simultaneously co-existing