Drum roll….
An Espresso Gaggia! But alas, when I brought it home, it was broken. I wept. Actually, I didn’t weep. But if I had time and energy, I probably would have wept. I felt like weeping, anyway.
However, my completely incredible, wonderful, and also very handy husband, managed to fix it. In his words, he bumped, thumped and knocked on the pump. But I’m pretty certain that it was more complicated than that. He’s simply being modest.
Gentlewood Cottage 
wow *is extremely jealous*
I still can’t figure out how to use the stove top one I got for our wedding.
Is it the kind that screws together in the middle, with a little rubber seal? Vacuum action? If so, we have one of those. It works pretty well, actually.
Hmm. I assume this has to do with coffee and is most wonderful. Cool!