Saying goodbye to Angeli
There’s a new kid in the kitchen.
Big news. BIIIIG NEWS on the way. But first, decorum. And respect.
The year was 2015 and things were on the up and up. I was a year into Canadian life, having relocated in 2014 to spend a year as a Graduate Research Trainee at McGill University while I researched and wrote my master’s thesis. That chapter completed, I was rolling into year 1 of my PhD and life was good. I lived upstairs from the now defunct Café Plume (I’ll be real, that was half the reason I moved into that goddamn apartment) and coffee life was good. But there comes a time in a coffee drinker’s life, there comes a time…
Or there doesn’t, I suppose.
But for me there came a time, and the time was then, to bring an espresso machine home. So I searched one out, knowing next to nothing about what I was getting myself into. But it was nice, all chrome, had an Italian name and a grinder built in. What’s not to love?
And seriously, I do love that machine. 5 plus years later, multiple coffees a day, and it’s still going strong. (The grinder kicked the bucket a while back, though I could/should/probably will fix it, just never got around to it and upgraded…)
But, for every time there comes a time, there comes another time, and that time is now. So, I’m pouring a couple drops of espresso out today, and saying goodbye to my old friend. You’ve served me well and I’ll be damned if I won’t miss you just a bit.
While we’re here ahh, anyone in the market for an old but beloved espresso machine? Hit me up.