So…This morning, someone went downstairs to make me a cup of coffee and I asked, said person to please put in a tablespoon of dried milk. I was very specific that the dried milk has a large note in the container indicating that it is indeed dried milk.
Ten minutes later I get my coffee and taste it…it had a very strange taste, but, I thought it could be my morning taste buds. I look at my coffee and it’s NOT a light brown color.
So I ask…”Did you put the dried milk in here like I asked? “
Exasperated, he says, “YES”.
Taking another sip while in utter confusion about the taste…
Me: “Where did you get the milk”?
Him: “In the pantry like you said, in the glass jar”.
Me: “Did you see the note in the jar, that I told you to look for so you know it’s dried milk? “
Him: “What note? I just used the flaky stuff in the small glass jar.”
Me: “SCOTT!!!! That was mashed potato flakes! You put potato flakes in my coffee”!!!
Him: “OH.” Then he says brightly, “That could be a new flavor!
I look at him with disgust.
Him: “I’ll go make you another coffee…”