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If she doesn't screw up the boiling water part, and doesn't break the carafe, you've got coffee....
I've been making coffee in one of these beauties for forty years, now. I have plastic ones and ceramic ones. Since we have a gas stove, even if the power goes out I can still make coffee without missing a beat.
All ya need is a cone and filters, and if you're making it for a crowd, a suitably sized "carafe." I use an old Italian pitcher that will make enough coffee for six people at a pop (we like a good sized cuppa). I will often make extra and stick that in a thermos-style carafe (the thing holds the heat so well the coffee is still hot a day later) so we have hot and fresh coffee at the ready all day long.
They even make small cones and filters for the singletons, where you can make a cup or two. You can shove it in your suitcase and make decent coffee for yourself while on the road. All you need is something to heat the water with--even a hotel microwave will do!
I bet the coffee from it is phenomenal 
My late mother, I should state, was a notable cook. Aunt Charlotte had little interest and lived alone. One day Char noticed something odd in her kitchen sink..... a tall, skinny tomato seedling growing out of the drain, seeking the light. You have to ask yourself, how does that even happen? I know seeds sprout and all that, but it would take a certain amount of not even using the sink to avoid just washing it away before that.
That is hilarious!
To help things made by humans return to nature.
That's the only thing I've been able to figure out.
As long as I can remember, stuff that comes into my
possession breaks, dies quickly, begins returning to dust.
Doesn't seem to matter how careful I am, conscientious,
responsible, cautious. Just a thing.
So likely your sister is Special.
... the legend will long outlive the grandmother.
Maybe if your sister outlives all her siblings, then the story might stop.
She's scary in the kitchen. 
That reminds me of when I used to stay at my aunt and uncle's if I was working a few-day shift in their town. 5:30, never fail, the smoke alarm would go off and my uncle would yell up the stairs, "Breakfast is ready!" I'd go down and they'd both be giggling their butts off, she scraping the toast to butter and he waving the dishtowel at the smoke alarm.
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became more than just a cute saying LMAO!
That's kind of funny. Rest in peace, noble toaster.
I know somebody that subscribes to the when it's on fire, it's done cooking method. She tries to get it right, but it doesn't ever seem to work out.
can only be used on high heat. I have tried to do a show and tell with the low, medium and high concept -I don't think it helped. On the bright side, she's keeping the people that work in the pots and roasting pans industry working.
That is hilarious. I hope you had a great holiday, sheshe2
I'm afraid. Please don't send them to my house. I hope they aren't already on the way
if you make breadcrumbs out of them. If you don't they'll multiply and turn into a army of croutons
I guess it could have been worse... just think of what she can do to the stove? 
And yes, I am lucky I got off easily this year 
at the dust covered pans! I don't think I've ever heard a funnier 'kitchen' story!
by the ton around here LOL
Love Polly7's monster toaster. And so many other posts.
Happy New Year everybody. Best laugh today.
Skäl!
When our youngest was a real youngster, she used to butter her bread and THEN put it in the toaster - which we did not find out until her 19th birthday.
We blamed the cats for years, thinking they were spraying the toaster.
