All Day I Dream About My Favorite Coffee

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This old gal…

Felt like it was Christmas morning…when the mail came…this husband of mine scurried to the porch…hoping the package contained those exciting insulation hole plugs he ordered…but no…he says…it can’t be them…this box is too big…

Hiding the excitement bubbling inside…this old gal mutters ever so nonchalantly…it’s probably just the coffee I ordered…his one word reply…said it all…Coffee??..like we aren’t at some store every single day…and couldn’t just buy coffee there…which we are…and could…

Thus begins the soliloquy…

Can’t find the Berres Brothers here…blah blah…ordered some…blah blah…had pods but only in large quantities…blah blah…thought it might be fun…blah blah…to try out the Every Day Variety Pack…my Mr…was tuned out after the first blah blah…his focus on the multitude of flavors…Banana Nut…CinnaMan Grogg…Caramel Overload…

And then he says…Chocolate Raspberry…who would drink Chocolate Raspberry…that has to be the worst coffee flavor ever…

WHO would drink Chocolate Raspberry…Chocolate Raspberry is THE flavor…the flavor we drove out of town specifically for…the flavor searched for in every store…the flavor in the big pink bag…that sat by the coffee maker…for two years…

The flavor that triggered…the purchase of the 48 pod…variety pack…only 3 chocolate raspberrys in the pack…of which will be hidden…lest one of us discovers…how truly magical…this flavor is…

Let the pod popping party…begin…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…