Tidbits

This morning I went to 7-11 to get some cash for T&B, our cute couple cleaning service, and I picked up my favorite guilty food pleasure: machine coffee, er "coffee". I made an enticing blend of Fat Free French Vanilla, French Vanilla Cappucino and Ghiradelli Hot Chocolate. Yumm....you say, can't get better than that. But wait: you can get better than that. There, nestled between the lazy susan of flavored syrups and flavored non-dairy creamers (my, that place is getting fancy), was a can of marshmallows. I shook the can. I could have played the thing like maracas. Cha cha cha!

So I sprinkled 20 or 30 on the top of my machine concoction, closed the lid, paid the 7-11 guy, got in the car, drove home, chatted with T&B for a few minutes, got back in the car, started the engine, put on my seat belt, opened the lid, and took a sip. Crunch crunch crunch! What the....?! Is that my tooth? a little rock? could it be the Devil's Snack - a CornNut???? Alas, no, it was a marshmallow - still crunchy and solid after 20 minutes of soaking in the machine coffee fluid....crunch crunch....interesting concept, the marshmallow that won't melt...or soften. Hmmm....just something to think about...If anybody can come up with a name and a fresh marketing idea for these, let's talk. I think we can make some real $$$$ here.

I must be a glutton for punishment though, because everytime I buy machine coffee I think of the time in high school when Nancy got some machine hot chocolate from the school caf (excuse me, "The Commons") and found maggots floating in it! Eeeewww....

Goooood Mornin'!