"...measures the preground coffee into the Mr. Coffee so that she is already
to brew up a pot of dreck"- and the pot's on a timer and filled with water
too. So, >click<, about the time the well- paid AA is pulling out of the
garage, Mr.C starts the brew cycle.
Even the archaic AT&T/ Lucent/ Avaya had a great cafeteria with fresh, hot
Cinnamon rolls, breakfast to order, and a little gourmet coffee line in the
lobby that morphed into an extra *$ brewer in the normal coffee line.
Ever seen the Dreck Shop pots with alternate layers of paper filters and
coffee grounds on top of the pot where the cups could be kept to absorb the
heat? That's what they have now- the large factory is now vacant.
Cheers -RayO, aka Opa!
Adam Smith's Invisible Hand can take the coffee out of ours...
On 5/4/07, Brian Kamnetz wrote:
"When the theme hits the bass, I dance the Jig!" - -Virgil Fox at the Mighty
Wichita (ex- NYC Paramount) WurliTzer- 1976