How Iced Coffee Ruined My Life
So you guys, I used to make my own iced coffee the old-fashioned way, with two vessels and a strainer and I made a video about that a long time ago to share my infinite knowledge on the subject of being “thrifty”.
But then guess what happened. Chris showed up with this fancy-pants Iced Toddy maker thing and all of a sudden… I. could. not. stop.
Rather, we could not stop. We were drinking iced coffee all the day long and into the night. We were going through a gallon of the shit a week. We were SO productive. So focused! It’s so simple! You have a jug with a handle. Inside the jug is a filter. In the bottom of the jug is a hole. In the hole is a rubber plug. You fill the jug with coffee and water. You let it sit overnight. The next morning, you take out the plug and out comes the deepest, darkest, smoothest coffee you ever poured down your maw. It trickles into the accompanying glass pitcher to be kept in the refrigerator and savored all week. BONUS – there’s no paper filters so you can just toss the grounds out into the compost!
But then guess what.
Chris lost the plug. Or Daisy lost the plug. Or ate the plug. At any rate, the plug was GONE. I even felt around the garbage disposal (gross!) and we looked in the compost bin. We looked everywhere. It done disappeared and life as we knew it was OVER.
IT WAS TEARING US APART.
I know it looks like drug-making supplies.
But it’s not.
I’m going to make some more iced coffee now.
P.S. I have to tell you, if you end up buying this thingamajig through the link in my post, I will get about several pennies. All those pennies go to support this show! FTC rules: abided by.