I am not entirely sure how it happened but I do know that the fridge and pantry have food and that is a good thing.
Sure, I have to remind him to buy fruit and veggies every so often, but, for the most part the arrangement works out great.
There are some things, however, I think no man should ever have to buy for me. Ever.
Say what you will, but I feel very strongly about this subject and will not risk anyone, husband or not, buying the wrong thing and being disappointed. I just can't handle it. Some things are just that important.
So... When it comes to coffee and wine I will always buy them myself, especially if said shopper does not drink either.
I love my coffee. I mean I really love my coffee. It is something to look forward to when I am lying in the bed debating about showering or making lunches. It is a treat in the middle of the day or the perfect way to end the evening. I don't sleep anymore so it is a necessity, like breathing.
Inevitably, there came the day when he was going shopping and I was out of coffee. So, I put it on the list. Coffee, Starbucks, on sale. I am not necessarily a die hard Starbucks fan but, the coffee will do, especially when on sale. I am more of a Seattle's Best kinda a gal. What I did not count on was a coupon in the paper for Seattle's Best and the Husband got me a bag! Score!
Thrilled is how I felt for the ten seconds it took me to pick up the bag and realize... whole beans!
Whole freakin' beans? I don't have a grinder! What the flip!
As I was complaining, via tweets and selective tweets to Facebook, about the pretty red bag mocking me the wonderful and smart @MyGotFam suggested I "magic bullet" the beans.
Magic Bullet? Who do you people think I am? Coffee bean grinders and magic bullets are for other people and not me.
I responded that I might break out the the cheap knock off I have in a box somewhere in my cupboard and thought, "what the heck!" And, I did.
This mini food processor had been sitting on my counter for
This mini food processor has been pushed around, boxed up, un-boxed and almost re-gifted a half a dozen times since it was given to me about two years ago.
I never read the box.
Never gave it a second glance.
I have a pretty awesome food processor that sits proudly on my counter so why would I need that mini thing in a box that collects dust?
So, here is my chance to knock off the dust and put it to use.
I needed my coffee.
Would you believe hidden below all that dust was a freakin' Cuisinart®!
The real deal
And, it grinds the heck out of those coffee beans which make a brilliant pot o' coffee.