Coffee Cleanser

Sometimes having my mother-in-law live with us is a challenge.

I'd just finished squeezing some wonderful coffee through the French press, one of the finer tools of civilisation, when she entered the kitchen to tend to her fish soup. That in itself wouldn't have been so bad had she not grabbed a huge handful of cilantro stalks and dropped them in the boiling water.

The noxious, nauseating vapour crawled up my nose in an instant. As an appetite suppressant, it works wonders.

It was all I could do not to snort the coffee to clean that disgusting stink from my nostrils.

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