It should have been a day just like any other day. A pour-over coffee day. Yet lately, I find the stovetop percolator puts the zing in my mornin' dregs that the paper filter sifts out. It's the good oils and delicate silt brewed in a stiff pot of motor oil that gets the gears turnin' in the early hours. You see, I dig a strong cup-a-joe, strong enough to make the spoon sit straight up in the mug. No spoon is truly necessary as I take my coffee black, but you get the idea. It's the black gold you go to sleep for to awake for another cup.
It's difficult to let you goons in on my little coffee taboo. I imagine All baristas everywhere shudder at the thought. however, I cannot resist. The aroma of stovetop percolating is far more luring than that of drip coffee. And the steps are not complicated.
First, grind beans (a coarse ground). Second, prepare percolator. Let me break this down. Percolator has a filter basket where you place coffee grounds. It has a tube that siphons the hot water up to bathe the grounds in the basket. Put water in the pot to your desired fill line, then place the tube in pot. The basket with measured grounds fits atop the siphon tube, and finally put the lid on it. Now we're ready for the stovetop. I usually forget to watch it here. Let's say that I don't, and my pre-coffee focus is exacting. Over medium-low heat, wait for the water to begin perking. By perking, I mean bubbling up into the glass bobble on the lid. Once it does, turn it down to low heat. The right shade of coffee will soon begin to appear in the glass top. Remove from heat. Serve and drink (don't burn tongue).
Some say it gets scalded. Some say the water is boiling when it hits the grounds, resulting in a bitter brew. Well, folks do have their coffee preferences. I will tell you that I enjoy a percolated pot of coffee. I have only scalded my tongue. And I have never had a bitter cup, not once. It's even my tendency to overload grounds per capita. Still never bitter. Perhaps we all shouldn't judge a cup by the method of its brewing, or maybe we should. I raise a mug to you goons. May you too brew a rousing percolated cup-a-joe someday soon.