Lately it seems I fill this water filter pitcher four times or more a day, which I suppose is usually a good thing. This time of year, though, I'm fairly certain water conservation enthusiasts would give me extremely dirty looks if they knew how much water I use on a daily basis. This pitcher is such a life saver, though, so I really wouldn't be bothered if I actually drew their ire. It's the best ice cold water I've found in the city (I'm quite the water expert, so you can trust my judgment.). Every night, on my way home from the Greenbelt, a little imaginary lightbulb pings on as I remember I filled the pitcher before I left earlier, meaning I have plenty of ice cold, crisp water waiting for me when I get home. I find myself so thirsty that it is all I can do to not to blow through stop signs and completely disregard speed limits. Five minutes after I get home, after draining two or three glasses of water, on comes the faucet as I have to fill it up again. So sorry for the drought, everyone . . . my bad.
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