Psych!

4.1.2014

On our annual trip to Cactus League Spring Training, I brought one HELL of a snack pack.  I blogged wrote about it last week, and the two people out there that read this might remember that.

I left out that while I fully intended to have de-lux snax along the way to PHX, I also fully intended to have de-lux snax in our hotel, complete with ice cold Miller™Lites® (I brought the Coleman®, remember?), I brought the French Press coffee maker and a pound of Peet's® French Roast (ground for a French Press).  We were to have coffee better than the hotel could muster and of it, as much as we wanted.

Um ...

I did not bring the electric water kettle and because Phoenix is not in Europe, there was no electric water kettle in the hotel room.  Shit!  Hotel coffee.

This meant standing in line at the in-hotel Starbucks with a bunch of jerks in LA Angels red, SD Padres orange and blue, White Sox black, Oakland As green and a bunch of sunburnt Wisconsinites, Ohioans, Nebraskans and Indianans in flip-flops.

So upon return to LA, I got to hang up the coffee grinder for 10 days and chuck the ground French Roast into the Technivorm.

It was good.  All is well.

Tonight - Iron & Gold


bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!