How this happened, I’ll never know. We always keep such a good eye and close track on it! How does a houseful of coffee addicts allow something like this to occur?? I’m shamed. Nay. Dissapointed. Time to take my caffiene deprived butt over to Starbucks and rectify the situation . . . post haste!
We’re out of beans! I went upstairs to make espresso for Chris and I, and there was ONE solitary bean sitting in the bottom of the griniding mechanism in our espresso maker. ONE BEAN!
Oh, the horror of it all!