HB wrote:Besides, if I had brought in a humongous grinder like the Mazzer Major into our kitchen and plunked it down next to a small espresso machine like my old Silvia, I would have developed heatstroke under my wife's glare. If one wishes to retain some level of marital bliss, one must move slowly...
So very easy to deal with that. After your third of fourth coffee, and all your, "Yummmyyyy," and, "Mmmmm" exclamations, and continually walking past her, cup in hand so she can sample the aroma, she says,
"Don't I get one?"
"SURE! But I thought you didn't like the grinder, so I figured you didn't want any."
One sip and they're hooked! Worked with my VBM and again with my Kony!




