My Old Friend

Feelings of sadness hang over the Archipelago today, a Gothic funeral pall woven from the darkest of fabrics. The bright, colored flags of my kitchen are flying at half mast and I doff my chef’s toque in reverence and mourning to my old friend. On this cheerless day, my Bellman – CX-25 espresso/cuppuccino maker hasContinue reading “My Old Friend”