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Tonight Ive been messing with my latest experiment. This morning I was doing something that made me start wondering why I couldnt make some kind of concentrated coffee thing that you just add a few tablespoons of the concentrate to a cup of hot liquid to make coffee that tastes fresh from the pot. So, after looking it up online I put coffee in my crockpot, added water, put it on high, let it get bubbly, turned it down, then off, let it sit all day and tonight Im trying to figure out how to strain the dern mixture cause when I try using coffee filters, they clog, cheesecloth lets the liquid through but does it strain? Hmmm.
The thing I am thinking whilst trying to figure out how to strain the result of my experiment is boy wouldnt my ex-AH hate (and criticize) me doing this, and wow (!) how much I love doing stupid things like this, how happy it makes me, how I can get so absorbed in it gotta love that feeling! AND how during my three year marriage, guess what? I didnt.
I gotta admit, most of the time, my experiments dont turn out successful; usually I learn that, despite my idea of how it would be so neat and save so much time/money. It doesnt work out that way but I learn why and enjoy the experience.
And finally I think it makes me sorta sad, thinkin what if I never find anyone who not just tolerates what I think of as artistic bursts, but understands the muse? Maybe even enjoys seeing me consumed by it ah to dream.
This is a part of ME that I have missed, a part that I ignored while trying to make him happy. Silly me, how can I make anyone happy when I stop doing the things that make me happy, things that make me, me?
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I am strong in the broken places. ~ Unknown
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another! ~ Anatole France
I would not change one thing about the authentic you. For me I enjoyed reading the coffee adventures as I am sitting here drinking my fist cup of coffee. The funny thing here is I "brew" my coffee in a manner similar to what you described, just not in a crock pot. The coffee I make soaks in the grounds for 10 -12 hours and is super concentrated but low acidity because it is not heated.
For me I think my life as being one great experiment. I try new things, some work some don't. However, I am always willing to learn, change, and grow. I kinda think that is part of creating a full life, allowing natural curiosities take shape into bigger things. I look to my children for guidance as sometimes I lose the natural ability to play, explore, and to have fun with mundane objects. That is what I saw in your post, the ability to play with things. I do so believe there will be someone out there for you who is just as thrilled to live in this experiment called life, building and creating as they see fit. Keep doing what you are doing and enjoy the flow.
Well I completely enjoyed your coffee experiment!! I'm an avid coffee drinker so if you do figure out how to strain that dern coffee send me the recipe :) Keep enjoying the time you have to yourself and the rest will fall into place.
Hey Tommye - good morning and, how do you strain your coffee mixture?
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I am strong in the broken places. ~ Unknown
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another! ~ Anatole France
I love your post! You got my brain working now on the straining! How about combining both filter and cheesecloth and see if it would work?
the other thing i was thinking is maybe use it as a french press so pour the liquid slowly without straining? the solids might stay at the bottom of the crock pot?keep us posted on the progress for sure!
That is so true. The ex A was incredibly critical of whatever I did. I got so sick of it. He had a real mania for cleaning, that is someone else doing it. He never did one lick of it but he expected the place to be spotless.
I loved your post - mainly because of the humor and amount of self-acceptance and self-love you show yourself. We all have our weirdnesses and quirks, good points, bad points, irritating points, moments of brilliance. True love accepts all of these things that make us who we are and it starts with loving ourselves. Wonderful - thank you!
Its a coffee system called toddy coffee maker. Basically you get a plastic tub there is a super thick filter in it about 1/2 inch in the bottom with a rubber stopper below. You put your grounds in pour water on top and let it sit for 10 - 12 hours. Pull the plug from the bottom and it fulls up a glass carafe with the coffee concentrate. Now the coffee is strong. So you need to dilute it with at least 50 % water, sometimes more. You can drink it room temp or add hot water to the concentrate. It is delicious.
WOW Tommy .. ROFL .. that sounds like some seriously STRONG coffee!!! Neat though and LMH continue to grow and continue to work your program you sound like you are happy and healthy that is always awesome. :)
Hugs P :)
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Stepping onto a brand-new path is difficult, but not more difficult than remaining in a situation, which is not nurturing to the whole woman.- Maya Angelo
