clayshaper was a real sweetheart when he went shooting last night, and schlepped by the store to pick up some coffee for me. Now I love the little imported coffee drinks (mostly Japanese); he brought me a variety last night, and tonight after dinner I decided to try one labled 'Suntay Coffee Boss Midnight Aroma'. The logo resembles the bastard lovechild of Juan Valdez and Walt Disney, which amused me greatly: He's smoking a pipe. This should have been a warning.

Apparently, Midnight Aroma is some code word for 'your coffee tastes like the bottom of a 15 year old ashtray from a saki-joint'. Yeah. I took a sip, and gagged. I could have had a hit of the world's cheapest intant coffee, double strength, and then licked the wall of a greasy spoon, and gotten the same effect. Not to be dissuaded, I broke out the chocolate milk and a bit of sugar. ANY coffee can be rescued with enough chocolate milk and sugar...right? WRONG. Now I have chocolate milk that tastes like someone dumped coffee grounds and cigarette butts into it. The really cheap, bare-assed, generic brands you get from the reservation smoke shops up here for $2.50 a pack.

Yeah. Yum. This coffee is the canned coffee equivalent of 'Lost Highway'.