The Keurig Saga

We all get awesome wedding gifts. One of mine forty years ago was a Farberware coffee pot. It was an 8 cup perk and it cranked out wonderful coffee for a year or so. It met its’ demise through Babcie my mother-in-law. She was a devoted instant coffee drinker deptofmarketing.com So the weekend that my parents came to visit she filled the Farberware with water and put it on the stove to heat the water. She wanted us to have fresh coffee when we got up but confused the two methods of making it.

Amateur in the Kitchen

bakeware sets. You can visit her site at http://www.BakewareSetsPlus.com.”>I don’t remember the first time my mother plopped me on the counter so I could help stir a batch of cookies. But I’m willing to bet that most everyone remembers their first unaccompanied foray into the kitchen. Mine came at age seven. Playing hookey from school (a sore throat or something similar) I had my heart set on whoopee pies. I’d seen enough of these marvelous chocolaty sandwiches come out of the oven. It sure…