Every day I wake up, let my dog out and feed him. In between letting max in and out and listening to him chomp his food, I'm carefully measuring just the right amount of water, heating it to a boil, then spooning course dark grounds into the glass to brew my coffee. The french press has been my go to coffee make for almost 10 years and it's taught me a few things.
Bold and Bitter are the spice of life: The french press makes a bold and bitter cup of joe that I normally drink black in order to enjoy the nutty and nuanced flavors elicited through the press. In life so much can be bold and bitter, but if you take them like medicine they make you stronger and give you the opportunity to see something that you wouldn't have noticed if you had added cream.
Simplicity: There isn't a coffee maker simpler than the French Press. Boil water poor over grounds, mix, let it sit for 4 minutes and then press and pour. No electricity, no extra packaging no frills. In fact I don't even have a tea pot for boiling water I use a pot on the stove (this is something my friends and family have always noted as strange, but why have a tea kettle when the pot works perfectly?). As long as I can boil water I can have coffee. So often we try complicate things, there are so many coffee gadgets that are nice in their own right (don't get me wrong I love a latte here and there) but day to day I don't need the fuss. This needs to be simple, and I wish that about most things.
Patience: You can't rush the french press. I can't pour and press immediately without jeopardizing the flavor and potentially wrecking the whole pot. The grounds need at least 4 minutes to pull out the flavor. Some things can't be rushed. All of the good things take time, sticking to a yoga practice, training for a running race, building a business or making the perfect cup of morning coffee.
What has your morning cup of joe taught you?