Take care, friends. For today I embark on a dangerous journey.
The roommate bought pea milk. Pea. Milk.
I must discover how my coffee fares in such uncharted lands.
ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT
IT'S LIKE FUCKING DRINKING SAND! ABORT! MAKE NO LANDING HERE!
I'm my time of need I gaze about. We have not the power to travel to the safe pastures if almond milk, or the homelands of the cow.
No I turn to those who have travelled with me. I loot the supplies of those who will come after me. The "MRE leftovers" box.
Some brave survivor has sacrificed their creamed coffee for mine.
Thank you, brave soldier.
Or I could just drink this black, but I pulled open one of the coffee packs for this bit and now it feels hateful to return it.
Speaking of hateful. I use the scale for my coffee in front of the keurig and espresso machine, both of which take up prime counter space and are never used.
@Draekos The Keurig's footprint is /massive/
@Draekos And still smaller than the espresso machine, is that machine any good at all?
@Draekos @IrisKalmia
It gets up the required pressure to make legitimate espresso. But it's super old at this point. I wouldn't mind tossing it and starting to provision for a better pump.