The Coffee Pot Blues

As a writer, I depend on coffee. Hundreds of gallons a week. Maxwell House which is still good to the last drop. But keeping a working coffee pot in this house apparently takes an act of Congress.

When I mentioned my coffee pot blues on Facebook, people said there’s no point in buying an expensive one because they break down as fast as the cheap ones. After some 200 plastic (drip style) coffee pots, I’ve come to the same conclusion. I don’t know what it’s like in your job, but frankly, the last thing I want happening is to be writing a sentence like, “Bob poured Nora a hot cup of coffee to get her in the mood,” only to find out my coffee is stone cold.

Or that the pot is empty because the water never boiled and dripped down. Or that the pot is half full because half of the water leaked out of the tank and ran down between the counter and the refrigerator where it can just dry the hell up down there all by itself since I’m not moving major appliances just to wipe up a spill.

I’ve tried all brands of “reasonably priced” pots from $20 to $60. They usually work fine for six months. After that, anything can happen, and by the time I get it fixed, I’m no longer in the mood to figure out just what Nora was going to do after Bob poured her a steaming cup of joe, a cup that should, actually, be here on my desk keeping my energy level high.

Today I bought a $10 pot at Dollar General. Never heard of the brand, something like “CoffeeFix” or “Lobster-and-Coffee-Machine,” or some such thing. Maybe cheaper is better. If this one breaks any time this year, I’m going back to boiling coffee in an enamel pot on the stove top, or perhaps on a bonfire made of all the pots stacked up in the garage that don’t work any more but are out there just in case I need them for something.

Malcolm