went hunting in Maine ~55 years ago or so. had a tribal (I don't know what word to use today that someone won't find offensive) guide and in the morning he got water boiling in a coffee kettle, tossed in a handful of grounds, left it on the fire for about one minute and then took it off, set it on a rock for about another five and then poured. I've never drunk more delicious coffee in my life.
A dear aunt, born in 1892 made coffee in a granite pot. It was thick, black coffee and I haven't had anything like it since she passed. Civil War soldiers made coffee in their tin cups over fires built with fence rails. They would march 12 miles a day fueled by hardtack, salt pork, and thick coffee. Their way of making coffee was continued in many families for a century. We need to revive it.
went hunting in Maine ~55 years ago or so. had a tribal (I don't know what word to use today that someone won't find offensive) guide and in the morning he got water boiling in a coffee kettle, tossed in a handful of grounds, left it on the fire for about one minute and then took it off, set it on a rock for about another five and then poured.
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A dear aunt, born in 1892 made coffee in a granite pot. It was thick, black coffee and I haven't had anything like it since she passed. Civil War soldiers made coffee in their tin cups over fires built with fence rails. They would march 12 miles a day fueled by hardtack, salt pork, and thick coffee. Their way of making coffee was continued in many families for a century. We need to revive it.
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