We all get awesome wedding presents. 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’ passing through Babcie, my mother-in-law. She was a devoted instant coffee drinker. So, the weekend that my parents came to visit, she filled the Farberware with water and set it on the stove to heat the water. She wanted us to have fresh coffee when we got up, but confused the two ways of making it.
My dad was first up. He hit the top of the stairs and smelled the acrid odor of the burning pot, flew down to the kitchen, grabbed the pot and flung it out the back door before it burst into flames. The pot got replaced until the weekend ended, but Babcie never tried to use it again.
We chose to use this pot for ages. Morning coffee together was a ritual and significant to the start of our day. However, my husband was an aficionado of new products. Eventually, the Mr. Coffee came out. I received one as a birthday gift, but before I could return/exchange an item that I really didn’t want, he started it, tossed the box, and proceeded to make the first pot. It was passable coffee. But you understand about these pots. The first cup is great, but the successive cups get bitter and the pot does not hold the heat. I put up with it for as long as I could before the Farberware came back from the closet.
Fast forward through those forty years. The husband is gone, the house cleared of kids and I’m home with my Farberware product. I replaced the 8 cup somewhere along the line with a four cup version. But my tastes have changed. I no longer desire that 2-3 cup jolt of caffeine to start my day. I cut down the amount of water to only those two cups and even then tossed half a cup. Maybe it was time to proceed.
I have an wonderful sister. She understands what I need or want before I do. She gifted me with a Keurig K40 for Christmas. Using its’ single cup dispenser and no reservoir for the water to get stale in, it seemed ideal. I could make a cup and ignore the second. No fuss, muss or waste. I bought reusable pods so that I could use my usual coffee brand, and could control how strong to make the coffee. It was excellent. It was perfect for around three months. After a while, the coffee seemed poorer so I just added more reasons to the pod. I then discovered that I could slug it down in one gulp without burning myself. So I started putting it in the microwave to heat it up to the ideal temperature. Now, this was wrong. Three weeks use and it was running out of steam. So I called the Keurig help line. The trouble was that the water was not heating up enough to run it through the grounds. I was getting weak cold coffee. Their answer was to send them the jigger that holds the pod, making it unusable, and they replaced the K40.
While waiting for the new arrival, the trusty Farberware made it back to the counter. K40 number two arrived about a week later. It had the same problem, only it happened much sooner than it did with number one. I made the call to the help line, went through the process of cleaning the pot with the representative though it had barely been used. I sent back the jigger that retains the pod, they sent me number three. Wouldn’t you figure that the problem would be solved? Vero Beach FL Wildlife Removal is the charm, right? Well in just a week, K40 number three developed exactly the same issue. I called the help line again. This time he wanted me to buy and clean the machine with their special coffee pot cleaner and return to them. It took a day or two to find a few, but I did as requested, even though the pot was less than a week old. It did not help. As this was the third K40 that went south, the agent authorized upgrading my coffee pot to the K45. It’s a reservoir on the side, but nevertheless has an interior reservoir which you can’t empty. It just seems nasty to have there, but I had control of the outside reservoir. I had a friend visiting who loved his coffee, so we made up a couple single cups to enjoy that afternoon. As we sat and visited, a peculiar acrid odor came to the room. Investigating the kitchen, I saw the K45 was now smoking. The auto shut off had not worked and the home might have gone up in flames had I been right there. This was unsettling. I found no reason to clean a machine that was burning up and was used only the one time. He saw the reason to my objection and had me return the entire thing this time. Have you ever attempted to put one of these odd shaped things back in their packaging? It took the two of us the rest of the day to figure that out.
It is another brand new K45. It works perfectly, giving cup after cup of freshly brewed coffee. And you know what? I don’t like it. There’s something about the taste that’s different. I attempted to get used to it, but I guess at my age, change is sometimes tough. The K45 has gone back in the box and the Farberware perks my morning coffee again. I guess the K45 will wind up on a lawn sale table some day.