Brewing coffee in the morning is a variety of chicken and egg situation: you should really drink some before you attempt the tricky business of making any, especially if your "gourmet" coffee-making contraption looks like the engine of a custom-built Ferrari with a nuclear reactor stuck on the side, as mine does.
I knew it was probably overkill to buy any coffee maker requiring professional installation, but my brief vacation in the Caffeino region of Italy had convinced me that an automatic drip mechanism was unacceptable, even if I did grind my own beans at dawn and clean-out the filter after every pot. And so I imported the Molto Confuso espresso machine from Famiglia Korea of Milan.
I was forced to rearrange some cabinets, move the oven and buy a smaller fridge so that the Molto Confuso would fit into my kitchen. It was a tight squeeze and eventually I decided to demolish the breakfast island in order to create room for the milk steamer and plastic tubing extensions. The delivery men also told me that I should probably replace the floor tiles with reinforced concrete, otherwise the Molto Confuso might sink into the foundations of the house.
Ultimately, I guess I'm reasonably happy with my coffee-maker, even if its constant chugging and gurgling does trouble my formerly peaceful slumbers, leading to yet another chicken and egg type situation: my bleary-eyed self wouldn't need to drink coffee in the morning if the machine that makes it didn't keep me up all night.