I just made the worst pot of coffee ever. I use a French Press. I usually make great coffee. I was absentmindedly preparing a pot and walked away after I filled the simmering water to the top, pretty sure that I had only put in half of the coffee grounds I meant to… Nah… I would never jack up a pot of coffee.
But I did. Blech. It tastes like ‘jus de chaussettes’, or sock juice, as the French describe it.
Want some?
At least that’s really the worst thing about today. I’ll go put another pot on. Things are lookin’ up.
The One Year Challenge 