Reminds me of a buddy of mine who came to stay with me when I lived in Boca Raton. I dig the occasional cafecito and so I have a couple moka pots, one of which is big enough to make like six Cuban espressos. Braddah crams the thing full, presses it down, and crams more in (thought he was going to blow my moka pot because of how dense it was packed). He then found the biggest coffee mug I had and poured the contents of the moka pot into that mug once it was done brewing. Apparently this was a normal thing for him.
Reminds me of a buddy of mine who came to stay with me when I lived in Boca Raton. I dig the occasional cafecito and so I have a couple moka pots, one of which is big enough to make like six Cuban espressos. Braddah crams the thing full, presses it down, and crams more in (thought he was going to blow my moka pot because of how dense it was packed). He then found the biggest coffee mug I had and poured the contents of the moka pot into that mug once it was done brewing. Apparently this was a normal thing for him.