There’s been a game-changing development at the coffee station on my floor. The old multi-pot coffee device — the kind that is directly linked to the water supply so that steaming tureens of joe can be prepared to sate the thirsty appetite of java junkies — has been ignominiously unplugged and cast aside. Now we’ve got a Flavia machine instead.
Is this change a big deal, really? I’ll say! The old machine was my dependable morning friend. Every day when I got to the office my inviolate routine was to head directly to the coffee station, turn the machine on, remove the basket, insert a fresh filter, cut open a coffee packet and dump it in, press the brew button, and then listen to the hot water and coffee grounds start to cluck and burble and work their caffeinated magic. By the time I checked email and finished my first few chores of the day a fresh pot was there, black and fragrant and ready to fill my cup.
But coffee habits have changed. Now when you walk around downtown Columbus you inevitably see throngs of people carefully gripping their coffee cups, taking a scalding sip now and then as they head to their workplaces. Some of them won’t drink “office coffee” any more, so there is less need for multiple pots of coffee on the burner, and much of the coffee that is brewed goes unconsumed and ultimately gets poured down the drain.
Hence, the Flavia. Rather than making a hearty, bubbling pot of coffee, it hisses out a solo cup prepared from pre-measured foil packets that slide into a slot that snaps out of the machine. And it’s not really a full cup, either — as least not in my massive mug. No, the Flavia machine fills to about the halfway point and stops. It makes my morning coffee look a bit lost and overwhelmed and forlorn, but at least I’m not being wasteful.