So this is not the coffee urn that brings back the memories of sitting around grandma and grandpa's house, waiting for that familiar call of Anyone want coffee?. Then as the adults bolted for the caffeine, the kid's would scramble for the empty chairs, and call out you move you loose. They obviously needed the caffeine to keep up with us. So as I pondered my coffee addiction, and how to feed the monkey I daydreamed of having my own urn. Yes I know coffee is bad, my father who never drinks it calls it the Devil's drink, but that did not scare me.
Those small glass pot's that sit on a burner all day getting bitter can not compare. The large insulated metal coffee barrel ensures that anytime you pour your cup, by the way I dig the little lever pour spout, the coffee is a perfect temperature, not too hot not too cold it is just right. The cup capacity of 10-30 cups is just right for getting me through the first several hours known as morning. I believe this is level one of Dante's Hell, the level before the coffee buzz. What is even better, is it never scorches so clean up is a breeze. Especially since I installed a flexible shower nozzle, just hose it out than pour it out, what could be simpler.
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