Maybe it's because I'm old. Blaming it on old age always seems to work, I guess.
For example. One of the two young men who came to install our propane line was wondering what was sitting on the wee "Barbie Burner" I was using at the time.
My sweet hubs told him it was a percolator and if he wanted the best tasting cup of coffee, he should get one.
The young man seemed perplexed. So I did a quick show and tell. I took the lid off, explained where the water and coffee go. Then I said, "You put it on a medium heat burner and wait for it to perk."
"Perk?" he asks. By the look on his face you would have thought I was speaking another language, or I had two heads. But I know no other language except English (Well, I do know a few Polish swear words) and the last time I looked in the mirror I had only one noggin. (Although now that I think of it, I really should have taken a brush to my hair that day)
He had no idea what "perk" meant.
I realize making coffee this way is considered "old school." But man, am I THAT old?
Maybe it would have went over better if I explained to him that's how I've always made coffee ever since the dinosaurs and I roamed the earth. ((giggle))