The worst coffee on the planet is the nasty crap my mom drinks.
She gets it mail ordered from Louisiana. It's got this chicory crap in it.
I think she gets some sort of sick thrill out of offering coffee to people who come to visit her. They'll take a drink of the coffee, and then you see this look on their face like "WTF did I just get tricked into drinking??".
It's nasty...and she makes my dad drink the same stuff. She wont even let him brew a nice pot of hazelnut coffee that I buy him at Christmastime. My mom has this weird fascination with all things Southern. (she was born in Mississippi) It's just weird. I think it has something to do with the head injury she had when she was 17. (unconscious for 5 weeks) She gets these weird obsessions that she cant get rid of.
This is probably one of the reasons that I'm not a coffee drinker. She ruined the experience for me.
She gets it mail ordered from Louisiana. It's got this chicory crap in it.
I think she gets some sort of sick thrill out of offering coffee to people who come to visit her. They'll take a drink of the coffee, and then you see this look on their face like "WTF did I just get tricked into drinking??".
It's nasty...and she makes my dad drink the same stuff. She wont even let him brew a nice pot of hazelnut coffee that I buy him at Christmastime. My mom has this weird fascination with all things Southern. (she was born in Mississippi) It's just weird. I think it has something to do with the head injury she had when she was 17. (unconscious for 5 weeks) She gets these weird obsessions that she cant get rid of.
This is probably one of the reasons that I'm not a coffee drinker. She ruined the experience for me.
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