I love the idea of the Chemex that a friend gave me a few years back–the way that it looks with the wood and the leather and the glass, how you can make several cups of manual drip coffee at once, and being able to brew and then carry the carafe to the table without having to decant into a coffee pot. But, I hate how cold the coffee is by the time I’ve brewed more than a cup, so I never use it. It’s just been sitting on my shelf looking pretty and getting dusty, unaware that its days in my pint-sized “use it or lose it” apartment were limited. Until a few days ago, when I came home with a motley crew of deli flowers (fresia and chin chin), I didn’t work in any of my vases (how is this always the case?). The Chemex, however, was the perfect shape.