Dubai ethnic eats queen, I live in a frying pan, was so kind to share her exotic coffee stash, fresh from one of my most favorite food places on earth, Malaysia, where coffee beans are roasted in butter and sugar. Arva had me at “butter” roasted coffee, so I was convinced that this was indeed a special blend and needed to have a cuppa ASAP.
But like most good things, there is a catch. Why does there always have to be a catch? Why?!?! I needed a coffee filter to weed out the ground coffee from the buttered liquid black gold. And coffee filter we have not.
The Malaysian coffee may have had such elevated levels of caffeine that I was too excited to share the news with The Husband, who was slaving away at the office. So I messaged him of our new addition to our wee pantry’s coffee collection and the need for a coffee filter to enjoy a cuppa. The Husband, who is the frugal Ilocano (person hailing from Ilocos area, who are infamous for their extreme frugality), was and will not ever be convinced to buy a coffee maker or some coffee filters for our Malaysian coffee enjoyment.
“Why not use an old sock?” I joked. “I’ve seen it being used in Malaysia anyway…”
The Husband replied “Okay. I have an old sock lying around there somewhere we can use.
“Are you SERIOUS?!?” was, of course, my incredulous retort. “But it reeks of kachichas (a.k.a. malodorous feet germs)!?!”
“I haven’t used it for quite some time and it was washed anyway.I think that would be fine” he said.
I didn’t think he was up for ye old coffee “sock” filter, but he was just dead serious about it. Would you dare use an old sock as a coffee filter? LOL.
Delirious about delicious