A month or two ago, my parents went to Hawaii. And because my smart parents know that the BEST gift to send back is something to let you experience the culture a little bit, they sent us a box of different flavored macadamia nuts.
(Which was so nice of them!)
...mmmm macadamia nuts...
what was I saying?
So I've been quite stingy with the little cans, opening one occasionally --pretty much whenever I realize they are still in my hiding place in the pantry (shhhh!) - and making sure everyone gets to try each flavor.
The other night, I opened the Kona Coffee Glazed nuts, and asked who wanted some. Of course everyone did, which frankly surprised me just a little. They all helped themselves to a little sample and pronounced them delicious.
And they were. And life was happy.
Until I set the can down on the counter, and someone read the word "coffee" on it, and quite frankly, you would have thought I had just brought a case of Jack Daniels into the church nursery and announced happy hour.
Apparently the family thought I'd said "toffee" not "coffee", and began loudly registering their opinions about being beguiled into consuming coffee by their own mother and wife.
After, some, uh, discussion, The Brain asked me to just throw them away, which I did, because he's my husband and I respect his decision.
(For my non lds friends, the health code that mormons live by specifically prohibits drinking coffee and tea.)
Now I realize it's entirely possible that I'm way off in left field here, but in my own defense, I really didn't think there was anything wrong with coffee flavored macadamia nuts.
Then again, I'm the one who makes the coffee whenever I stay in a hotel with a coffee maker, not to drink, but just because I like the smell.
Oh yeah, I'm such a rebel.