Disapproving, no?
So, I stepped back from the computer for a bit and did some other things.
Like playing with our new kitchen toy:
It's a Toddy Cold Brew Coffee System. Please disregard the knife and cutting board in the background. That has nothing to do with this post other than the fact that it had just sliced up a snack of cheese and sausage, which as you can see, there were no leftovers.
Here's K reading the directions. It was a little more intense than the standard put the coffee grounds in and add hot water method.
Check the T-Shirt. I found it highly appropriate as the Brew Crew won the final game in a 5 game series tonight that has now put them in the National League Championship Series. Go Brewers!
Look at that concentration. This cold brewing coffee is no joke, people. NO JOKE!
You put the filter in and then you add 1 cup of water.
And then you add 6 oz of coffee. 6 oz. ONLY. I'm not kidding, this is serious stuff.
Stop laughing!
I just bought a pound from Trader Joe's. Nothing fancy or expensive.
6 oz. Measured and poured carefully. Very carefully. Seriously. Come on. If you're not gonna take this seriously then you can just go to Starbucks and buy your own latte. Jerk.
And then you add 3 cups of water on top of the grounds.
And then add another 6 oz. of coffee.
And on top of that you add 3 more cups of water.
At this point in time you will need to use every ounce of your self control to restrain yourself from straight up stirring the coffee and water.
Like, seriously. Every. Single. Ounce.
If you stir it, it will cause the filter to clog and then, well, you're just SOL.
You can however use the back of a spoon to pat it down a little bit.
That's like telling a hard core sugar addict to eat a piece of fresh fruit when they're craving a cookie or slice of cake.
While we're at it, don't ever say something like that to me. I'll smack you.
OMG! JUST LET ME STIR IT!!!
If you were wondering, I didn't stir it.
It sat undisturbed in our fridge overnight.
Kev pulled the plug and let it drain the next morning. Sorry, I don't have any good post drainage pics.
But, let me tell you, it is seriously one of the best cups of regular black coffee I've ever had. EVER. I'm SERIOUS!
Let's see. Some other activities.
We hit up some wineries north of Santa Barbara while my Dad and Step-mom were here visiting.
We went to Firestone winery first and hit up a tasting of 3 whites and 3 reds.
If you were wondering the 2010 Gewurztraminer was my favorite.
From there we rolled up on Foxen winery.
My favorite was 48 bucks. That's all I remember about that.
And then we went to the Fess Parker winery.
I don't have any tasting pictures because the joint was packed and we didn't actually get to do any tasting but at least we can say that we've been to Davy Crockett's winery.
Now, I know you've all been sitting on the edge of your seats waiting for me to explain who Gertrude was. Sorry to leave you hanging like that.
Gertrude Littlefield was a neighbor down the street from my Grandmother's.
She was a school teacher originally from Amery, WI. Her husband Maurice (everyone just called him Morris) was originally from North Dakota but he and his brothers bought land in Amery and were farmers there until they moved to Minneapolis.
My dad says that he can remember her really liking the Laura Ingalls Wilder books and she would make her own ice cream and have all the neighborhood kids over to share.
And to top it all off, my Aunt Mary sent me a photo of the banana bread she made with Gertrude's Recipe.
Hers looks much better than mine. As you can see, it's studded with chocolate chips.
Mmmm, chocolate chips.
She used 1/2 whole wheat flour and 1/2 all purpose. All really good decisions.
Have you made Gertrude's Bread yet?
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