Why Coffee Machines Aren’t Just a Luxury… They’re Survival Gear
When I was little, coffee felt like something only my mum drank. Even my dad didn’t like it. It smelt strong, dark, bitter… And personally, I would always be much happier with a can of Pepsi. It didn’t feel fancy – in fact, in my house it was just a jar of brown granules mixed in with water and a splash of milk. It just felt like an adult drink. I’d wake up early on a cold, wet (typically British) morning, wander downstairs and the kitchen would already smell different – and not even in a way I particularly liked. The…
