chemex

My Chemex broke this morning. Its rim barely brushed the tile backsplash of my kitchen counter and it imploded, suggesting that it was a quarter century of near-misses, rather than this lone event, that caused its demise. The inevitability of glass shattering is the Achilles heel of a design which is, in every other respect, perfect. How was this lowly coffee maker elevated to an object of cult worship? Indivisibility. A single component, the Chemex has been distilled to its… Read More »Chemax: Hourglass Figure