Making my coffee and oatmeal this morning, Bill sent me a link to a story about creating your very own popcorn popper coffee roaster. Looking at this, I thought it was cool in a geeky way. Then I looked over at the microwave oven we just got for our wedding and the coffee waiting for me in the press. I have to say that after going a number of months of living with the restriction of jiffy pop for popcorn popping purposes, this wasn’t such a cool idea.
The real problem is that there is only one location in the west end of Vancouver that we have ever been able to find jiffy pop at. I can’t be too sure how far that is, but you can get there and back within the time span of a single intermission during a Canucks game.
When I sat down to read this again, I realized that it’s just a ghetto coffee roaster. I live in Vancouver where you can’t throw a rock without hitting some place to grab a coffee. Fantastic coffee, I might add. Don’t need the roaster, but the microwave is sweet. So is the toaster oven!
Damn bitch. Way to pimp my link and then proceed to tell everyone how much it blows. So here are some things I think you can do with your precious new microwave: http://apache.airnet.com.au/~fastinfo/microwave/
I don’t think it blows at all. It just makes me appreciate the precious things we got for our wedding. You don’t know how good something is until you have it again all of the sudden. It’s nice, like you, Bill.
Ahh now that brought a little tear to my eye. Its been a long time since someone compared me to a microwave.