There’s French Press. There’s Wine Press. And there’s Free Press! 

I’m a lifelong coffee fan, pressed or unpressed. Do you remember percolated? I started drinking the big, black stuff when I was about eight – before people realized that late-night coffee drinking might constitute child negligence. (Lucky for me.) In the beginning, I garnished it heavily with cream and sugar. The cream went in my college years due to lack of availability dormside. Then I kept decreasing the sugar unt...


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