The Morning Moofish Saved My Life

"It's not what you know. It's who you know."

Have you ever heard that saying before?

Well, here at La Vida Dulce, I like to say: "You'll only go as far as your enablers."

And that my friends, is the truth.

Several times on this blog I have written about Generic Products. In the thirteen years that I have been a homemaker I have learned that there are products I won't buy, no matter how cheap it comes.

Yet, I am still but a young grasshopper.

Last month, in an effort to show my willingness to sacrifice in hard economic times, I bought Kirkland brand coffee at Costco. 

I don't know about you, but I buy my coffee in bulk, because around here coffee is about as important as toilet paper. No, I guess I should be honest, I would NEVER forget to buy coffee, because i believe in a little something called "priorities".

Any-way, to save us a whopping $1.02 (ish) I decided to get the Kirkland bucket of coffee, over my Folgers brand @ $12.35.

Imagine how pleasantly surprised I was when the Kirkland coffee was actually better!

But, alas, it soon ran dry.

Since I am in the process of what the military handbook refers to as "eating down", I'm doing my best to consume most of what is in my pantry, and buying in bulk defeats that purpose. 

That is why, last week when I was in the Target, I decided that the Target brand coffee would be just as good. Cuz all generics are created equal right? 

Of course I had forgotten that all generics are NOT created equal. 

This is the problem of being an optimist, you tend to forget the things that really need to be remembered.

Y'all. Really. Do NOT buy the Target coffee if you are a lover of coffee. It is awful. 

In my humble opinion, of course.

Why am I telling you this? (Other than this is my party blog and I'll whine if I want to?)

This is why: this morning when I went for a walk with Mrs Moofish, we were actually at a loss for words.

This NEVER happens. Well, sometimes it happens with her, because she doesn't actually talk as much as me. Oh, and also, she doesn't drink coffee (go figure?). But, she can usually hold her own when we're together.

I told her that the root of my non-talking problem was that I'd only been able to drink half the amount of coffee than usual.

I told her my sad tale of generic coffee woe.

And do you know what she did?

She fixed it. Because she is a fabulous friend, and enabler.

She was going to Costco after our walk, however she had been over ambitious on her last Costco trip and actually had a bucket of Folgers just sitting in her pantry, unopened, and available for adoption (or stealing. ) 

She gave it to me, and then I walked across a very busy street carrying 3.5 pounds of deliciousness. I felt so proud. Like I was bringing home 360 cups of gold.

My only complaint was that I didn't have a picture to post for this entry.

Take some really bad advice from an addict aficionado like me: 

You'll only go as far as your enablers...I am proof that you can get pretty far!

La Vida Dulce!