1/31/2021
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| Ye Olde Drippe w/ Hotplate aka "Home Sweet Home" |
200w/d for 100d 30m/d:
I think thirty minutes is a nice, round-sounding amount of time to give myself to accomplish this writing exercise. If I let it sprawl to 40 or 45, it starts really to run into the rest of the morning’s goals.
I also, initially gave myself about that long, that is 40-45 minutes for this wondering if it would be enough. Early returns—that is after being at this now for all of six going on seven mornings, I’ve found that I can usually almost double that output. That is, in 45 minutes I can, right off the bat, hit about 500 words. But can I hit 500 in 30 minutes? We shall see.
Coffee:
I preheated the coffee cup differently this morning. Filled it to the brim with just-off-the-boil water. Not sure it’s making much difference.
I wonder how much the hot-plate heating the carafe of drip coffee changes the flavor. This is a unique feature of the conventional drip that every other method does not have—not espresso, not pour-over, not french press, etc. The newly-brewed coffee sits on a hot plate for at least the entire time it takes to brew the pot. Frequently it sits longer—even much longer—depending on how quickly the brewer gets it off that plate and into the cup or a thermos. I’m thinking that time on the hot plate has to affect the taste. The effect should not at all be necessarily understood as something for the worse unless it flat out burns the pot, which can certainly happen. Rather, this means that the ol’ drip will always have the unique flavor that only comes from ongoing heat applied directly to the pot for a prolonged time.
That’s what makes the ol’ drip always taste special. And since it’s such a popular method—likely one we’ve all had since our earliest coffee-drinking days—returning to it, after our fru-fru explorations into the world of alternative methods, will always feel like coming home.
At Capernaum:
The accessibility of the Master.
“Quiet. Come out of him.”
“I will raise up for them a prophet like you from among their kin.”
He taught in their synagogue—They didn’t have to approach a burning mountain.
He rebuked and commanded the unclean spirits with what he said—he didn’t have to smite them with plagues.
He knew how easily fame could be over-valued—He would ask the Twelve after others of his own disciples began immediately no longer to accompany him, “Do you also want to leave?”
