Cold-Brewed Iced Coffee
Two things rattle me on weekends: waiting in line for brunch and waiting in line for coffee.
I avoid the first by cooking brunch at home (it also saves us money), but the second is hard to avoid not because I can’t make coffee at home, but because we live just a few feet away from a truly excellent coffee shop. This coffee shop is so excellent that Craig won’t drink coffee when I brew it, he gets his ritual latte no matter how long the line. So when it comes to Sunday coffee, unless I’m making lattes, Craig’s not having it. Which is fine because since he’s waiting in line anyway, I just have him pick one up for me too. That is, until this weekend, when late Friday night….