As the chicken hits another milestone, 15 years of independent printing from the subterranean chamber, credit must be given where credit is deserved. A supporting cast of characters crucial to the exploits of Phantom Chicken need to be recognized… so why not now? 
She may not be pretty but her output is impressive. A smooth 40 ounces a day of Thundermuck black gold or maybe the Ethiopian-Tanzanian blend flow mellifluously from her nozzles. And who needs some form fitting carafe when an improvised Pyrex measure-master is involved?
Then there’s the back-up crew and party favorite Procter Silex, a percolator from the 60′s… just like chicken and just as tasty! The twin towers of Thermos keep the heat on when demand is high or maybe overflow used as an offering to the coffee gods themselves.
And then there’s the mug trio: Sista Surfer, Strap-on, and Bud – a weathered well traveled band of bad-ass plastic integrity spanning the length of the chicken itself from it’s auspicious start in 1995 to the present day. Is it healthy to still be using 15 year old mugs even when cleaned daily? Whatever!
Strap-on was ideal for bike riding when the chicken was more mobile and the riding got rough. Now it is resigned to dog park detail drawing attention and danger to itself with it’s own wagging tail.
But all would be naught without the beans, beautiful bold shiny beans, blended and jarred, grinder ready, oh shoot, I forgot the grinder. The beans can not possibly grind themselves and even Protor Silex with his futuristic knowledge and intergalactic space travel could not squeeze coffee from an unbroken bean. Be right back!
Order has been restored. The beans are ground and the dripping has begun.
Coffee for life!
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