I finally broke down and made a kcup at work, took a sip, and then immediately threw it in a child's face and scraped my tongue with my vintage scarf. There is no return. I wonder if the Lord intends me to suffer for 21 days or if I should get my old latte machine out of the upstairs closet which must be cleaned daily and froths mechanically. I cannot in good conscience buy 100 worth of coffeemaking gear as a redundancy when I could get 2 tickets to wilco for that.