I got a beautiful, shiny, "top of the line" Keurig Single Cup Brewer, for Christmas. I was proudly told it was the best of the best. It came with 60 "K Cups" to use in it and I got one box of additional cups as a gift. I love the K cups because they really do produce a fabulous and easy cup of coffee. It takes the "brains" out of making coffee, which is a task I do with no brain on a daily basis. My brain does not function well and I can't even see or hear properly, until caffeinated.
I love the plop the cup in and push button part. A complete moron could do it, which suits me in the morning, or often in the afternoon as I work nights. I also love the not having any extra coffee sitting around getting "stenchy." I hate the smell of coffee that has been sitting more than about an hour or so. It is my love and hate relationship with coffee. I love it fresh and hot, I hate it when it sits and stews. It turns from my prince in shining armor to a warty, nasty-buzzard toad. That is how I knew I was pregnant with both of my kids. I barfed when I smelled the stale coffee at work. There is always a pot or two or twelve of varying degrees of rotting coffee on nurse units. Some people probably think I am nuts, YA THINK? That is a given and this is one of my most serious "issues." I really do have a strong aversion to this smell.
Anyhow, I am rambling and being terribly dull so far this year, but I had to speak of My Pretty.
I must go on to say that Keurig has a pretty sweet gig for themselves, though, with the patented K Cup. I was in a bit of sticker shock when I saw that they are $12 regardless of the variety and store you go to. I mean, really? Folgers cost the same as Green Mountain "special as it gets" blend. Regardless of this silliness, it is still far less than Starbucks, who I think are farking evil-assed crooks that must put crack in their coffee. I did notice that Folgers has a knock off K cup, in addition to Keurig patented one. That cracks me up. Buy the knock off for $5 or the K cup for $12. Whatever. Keurig, I love you, and I want to punch you in the nut-sack. Kind of like being married. Mostly I love you. I am happy to have met you on Christmas, but don't be surprised if I think unhappy thoughts about you from time to time.
Now that I cursed the K cup, I can say that I have the reusable filter to use my own coffee with. That kind of takes the fun out of it but will probably make more sense financially. BOO.
I love the plop the cup in and push button part. A complete moron could do it, which suits me in the morning, or often in the afternoon as I work nights. I also love the not having any extra coffee sitting around getting "stenchy." I hate the smell of coffee that has been sitting more than about an hour or so. It is my love and hate relationship with coffee. I love it fresh and hot, I hate it when it sits and stews. It turns from my prince in shining armor to a warty, nasty-buzzard toad. That is how I knew I was pregnant with both of my kids. I barfed when I smelled the stale coffee at work. There is always a pot or two or twelve of varying degrees of rotting coffee on nurse units. Some people probably think I am nuts, YA THINK? That is a given and this is one of my most serious "issues." I really do have a strong aversion to this smell.
Anyhow, I am rambling and being terribly dull so far this year, but I had to speak of My Pretty.
I must go on to say that Keurig has a pretty sweet gig for themselves, though, with the patented K Cup. I was in a bit of sticker shock when I saw that they are $12 regardless of the variety and store you go to. I mean, really? Folgers cost the same as Green Mountain "special as it gets" blend. Regardless of this silliness, it is still far less than Starbucks, who I think are farking evil-assed crooks that must put crack in their coffee. I did notice that Folgers has a knock off K cup, in addition to Keurig patented one. That cracks me up. Buy the knock off for $5 or the K cup for $12. Whatever. Keurig, I love you, and I want to punch you in the nut-sack. Kind of like being married. Mostly I love you. I am happy to have met you on Christmas, but don't be surprised if I think unhappy thoughts about you from time to time.
Now that I cursed the K cup, I can say that I have the reusable filter to use my own coffee with. That kind of takes the fun out of it but will probably make more sense financially. BOO.
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