If you do, you might think I'm crazy for still being obsessed with this storm. What's the big deal, you might say. Halloween got rescheduled. There was pretty snow. It was romantic because of the darkness from power outages, so you could take a break from technology and really get back to connecting with people. I'm going to stop you right there, imaginary person who's arguing with me. I'm all for romancin' in the dark, but no electricity? You know what you need to make coffee? ELECTRICITY!
Throughout the three day long power outage in Massachusetts, I was berated. And shamed. Because at 8 a.m. when the power went out, I ran around like a crazy person insisting that cold-brew coffee existed, and that I could make it in an hour. Guess which one of those things is true? Right. It exists, but it's a pretty long (hands-off) process. So when I tried to serve nasty, slightly coffee-flavored water with huge grinds in it to several caffeine-addicted friends who were already getting headaches (you know who you are), they were merciless. This post is my vindication, my restoration to the halls of culinary awesomeness, and most of all--my revenge. Cold-Brew: it's a thing.
