At 5:30am I groggily emerged from my warm bed into the cold morning. As I shuffled through the living room, the smell of fresh-brewed coffee wafted from the kitchen. I rounded the corner ready to pour myself a cup of hot coffee before hitting the gym, only to find coffee all over the kitchen floor?! Still half asleep, my mind took a minute to process exactly what had happened. The previous night, when I prepared my coffeemaker for the next morning, admittedly somewhat stoned, I had forgotten one integral component. The coffee pot. Which was still sitting in my dish rack. Whoops. I don’t think this is quite what Folgers had in mind when they came up with their jingle. Thankfully, I was able to salvage one gritty cup of coffee from the filter basket and after 15 mins of cleaning, was off to the gym.