coffeemaker
coffee maker

She could live without everything else, but not her coffeemaker.

Best of all, they were allowed to have their own coffeemaker.

He went into the kitchen and set up the coffeemaker for the morning.

After a moment she crossed the room to start the coffeemaker.

She went into the kitchen and stared at the coffeemaker.

There was hot coffee, and a note had been left by the coffeemaker.

Before going to bed each night, he set the timer on the coffeemaker.

She hurried past him toward the coffeemaker on the counter.

The refrigerator, though, looked brand new, and so did the coffeemaker.

Weak stuff made in the little coffeemaker that came with the room, but fresh and hot.

Someone was using my head to power a coffeemaker.

I kick off the covers and head straight for the coffeemaker.

On the counter he'd left a cup by the coffeemaker, and she poured herself some.

He was standing in the kitchen, watching a coffeemaker brew.

"The coffee room," he explained, because the coffeemaker was kept in there.

She got up, went to the coffeemaker, and came back to pour them both more of the thick, black stuff.

There was a coffeemaker on a little table by the TV.

"Would you like me to start the coffeemaker for you?"

It's prized for the degree of control it offers the coffeemaker.

The French press was cold, but the coffeemaker was not.

She yawned, got out of bed, walked into the kitchen and turned on the coffeemaker.

Recently, the men pooled their money to buy a coffeemaker and a Christmas tree.

With a start she turned to discover the coffeemaker had stopped gurgling.

She turned away, following the scent from her coffeemaker, which was set to brew at 7:20 each morning.

It was cold, since the coffeemaker was off to help save power.