RIP French Press

The French Press coffee maker I bought back in 2003 finally died this past weekend, during an accident. It got knocked off the counter by Corrie, from a spot where I put it. I had placed it precariously many times in its six years in my possession, so it was only a matter of time before this happened, but now I need to go get another press, since I still have all this wonderful coffee my mom finds and sends me (thank you).

It was a good run, press...Oceanaire, making me coffee before going to set tile...at Palm Street, making me coffee before going to teach the drunken university freshmen...out here in Brooklyn, saving me from the coffee wasteland of "bodega java"...