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Coffee on My Plate

There are two types of people in the world. Coffee drinkers and tea drinkers. There are two types of people in my home and they are the same as the above. One of us (the one who has a beard*) prefers coffee. The other detests it.

Okay, maybe that's a little harsh. 
I don't detest coffee. 
I love the smell of it and I  love it as an ice cream (hearkening back to some of my earliest memories in Rhode Island, indulging in Newport Creamery's coffee ice cream as a very little person). 
But hot, in a cup? No thanks. Cups are made for tea.

My husband received a Christmas gift that's been life-changing for him. It's a cold brew coffee maker. He makes tomorrow's coffee today. This involves a drippy filter and this morning he grabbed the closest thing to hold under the drippy filter while carrying to the garbage can.

My breakfast plate.

I'd just defrosted my Ezekiel Bread raisin English muffin in the microwave so I could cut it in half and toast it. My plate was waiting for…