The coffee machine

This is Goldman here reporting on the saga of our coffee machine here at the lake house. Last weekend Aunt Margaret joined the long list of people (myself included) who could not find the proper place to pour the water in the coffee machine. When she and Bebe (aka Sabrina) arrived here Friday afternoon she was curious to see how it worked. We figured that we would give our resident engineer Bebe a crack at at it and after studying the machine and exploring all logical options, she too gave up.