Surely, thou gleeking half-faced hedge-pig doth jest.
This revelation surprised me. I won’t lie. But being the pragmatic soul that I am, I decided to go about my day as if nothing unique had happened.
What say ye, my spleeny beetle-headed varlot?
So, as planned, I went shopping for a new coffee maker. And taking heed of all the features and brands that you, my gentle readers, told me to pay attention to, I bought a Cuisinart® Extreme Brew 12-Cup Programmable Coffeemaker.
Forsooth, ’tis better looking & more useful than a churlish hasty-witted ratsbane!
After one week of use, I’m going to say that we like it. The machine fits on our counter. It is easy to fill and program. It makes hot coffee in a reasonable amount of time. The carafe is sturdy and ergonomically balanced so that pouring hot coffee from it is easy. All the pieces are dishwasher safe. And, the price was right.
Which, as any pribbling tickle-brained clack-dish knows, is a good thing.
[Please note, I created all my insults for this post using this wonderful resource: Shakespeare Insult Kit.]
[Hello FTC! So once again we meet, my
wayward pox-marked malt-worm good friend. As usual, this product review is only my opinion about my experiences. I’ve received no money or other compensation for it. Are we good, FTC?]