My parents had a percolator coffee pot. Metal with the grounds in a basket that went on a spike that stood in the pot and you put a cover on it after filling the pot with water. There was a glass bulbish top through which the heated water would pop and the darker it got the sooner you had coffee.
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Yeah. Seems like a lot of work, because it was. And then God, or someone, invented Starbucks and the only requirement was that we learned to speak in tongues.
Well, sort of.
-bill kenny
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