I'm not proud of the following but it made me realise how much I depend on a coffee fix in the morning for emotional and physical stability and if I don't get it how it effects me, I suppose this is how smokers must feel!
Over the weekend I was preparing to make my morning brew and cracked open a pack of fresh Scarborough fair coffee beans, got the electric coffee grinder out of the cupboard filled the grinder & plugged it in turned it on and whirrrr puppt... it died... I emptied it thinking it might be to full and wanted to try it empty then Whirrr puppt, whirr, whirr nothing doing, no spinning of little bladey thing... then there was the following sound You F*&^^n B@$£$^rd and the crashing of plastic and motor out the window.
Silly ehy!!!
I've not managed to replace it yet, and I keep thinking about those lovely beans languishing in the fridge.
I will find a good blender, hopefully not to expensive, and probably an electric one as every hand grinder I've used I've never gotten the hang off. Just haven't found one I like the look of yet that looks up for the job, I might look for a vintage one on trade me or ebay. I love my sturdy vintage paraphernalia.
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