So, as many of you know, I have a Tassimo. Sadly, it has been some time since it burbled happily away on my counter, bringing forth steaming hot cups of individual deliciousness. There are several reasons for this. Firstly, my bank account has yelled at me about the need to do adult stuff such as paying bills and buying nourishing food for my children before purchasing those lovely T-discs.
Then, just when I had decided that it was time for a green tea in all its grassy goodness, I clicked it on and a new light appeared. It was red the color of bad. The color of broken. The color of no delicious beverages now or ever. I bowed my head and said a silent prayer for the hot boozy bevvies I could no longer enjoy. I looked in my book and found that all it needed was descaling. Easy, right? Just run vinegar, that miracle of miracles through the machine and all would be well.
Oh, but this is a Tassimo, right? A fine, pedigreed beverage maker such as this is too good for mere vinegar. In fact, all of the literature and wisdom on the world wide weeb suggested that to use vinegar would immediately cause my poor Tassimo to self destruct and be left in a puddle of tears and broken dreams on my counter. No, what I needed was another substance altogether.
Fine. So where to buy said substance? Oh, go to where they sell the machines and they'll have what you need. Zellers- nothing. Canadian Tire- nothing. In fact, it would have been more productive to simply slam my hand in a kitchen drawer than it would have been to go to Canadian Tire. I'm not a fan.
Alas, I had no luck. Nowhere did I find this mysterious substance that was more powerful than vinegar but which would not destroy my machine. So home I came, frustrated and angry and unable to make the stewed grass I yearned for.
But finally, a miracle! A miracle! A big box store dedicated to all things bed, bath or beyond opened in my hometown. I made the trek and hallelujah! Seven dollars and fifty cents plus tax later and home I came (I guess Tassimos count as "beyond"). I can now conquer scale and hot watery grassiness is once again mine! Now all I need is the second job so I can afford the discs and booze.
Then, just when I had decided that it was time for a green tea in all its grassy goodness, I clicked it on and a new light appeared. It was red the color of bad. The color of broken. The color of no delicious beverages now or ever. I bowed my head and said a silent prayer for the hot boozy bevvies I could no longer enjoy. I looked in my book and found that all it needed was descaling. Easy, right? Just run vinegar, that miracle of miracles through the machine and all would be well.
Oh, but this is a Tassimo, right? A fine, pedigreed beverage maker such as this is too good for mere vinegar. In fact, all of the literature and wisdom on the world wide weeb suggested that to use vinegar would immediately cause my poor Tassimo to self destruct and be left in a puddle of tears and broken dreams on my counter. No, what I needed was another substance altogether.
Fine. So where to buy said substance? Oh, go to where they sell the machines and they'll have what you need. Zellers- nothing. Canadian Tire- nothing. In fact, it would have been more productive to simply slam my hand in a kitchen drawer than it would have been to go to Canadian Tire. I'm not a fan.
Alas, I had no luck. Nowhere did I find this mysterious substance that was more powerful than vinegar but which would not destroy my machine. So home I came, frustrated and angry and unable to make the stewed grass I yearned for.
But finally, a miracle! A miracle! A big box store dedicated to all things bed, bath or beyond opened in my hometown. I made the trek and hallelujah! Seven dollars and fifty cents plus tax later and home I came (I guess Tassimos count as "beyond"). I can now conquer scale and hot watery grassiness is once again mine! Now all I need is the second job so I can afford the discs and booze.
Glad to see you are writing again ;) This blog makes me smile.
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