Lola is grinding up small baggies full of coffee in blatant violation of the foundation rule that coffee beans must be ground only moments before brewing. When challenged she replies that there is one bag for each day, plus a spare, because travel trumps the daily grind. I raise the possibility that San Diego probably has coffee, to which she replies, yes, ... hotel coffee.
She brushes the residual dust off the edge of the counter and into her hand which is held above the open dishwasher door. For a moment I picture her filling the detergent bins with Tanzanian Pea Berry powder in true belief that washing dishes in coffee would be an improvement over plain water. Lola dismisses my brainstorm but I file it away in memory and it may be an experiment to perform while she is away on business. After all, she has no expectations of returning home to a clean house.
She brushes the residual dust off the edge of the counter and into her hand which is held above the open dishwasher door. For a moment I picture her filling the detergent bins with Tanzanian Pea Berry powder in true belief that washing dishes in coffee would be an improvement over plain water. Lola dismisses my brainstorm but I file it away in memory and it may be an experiment to perform while she is away on business. After all, she has no expectations of returning home to a clean house.
