Coffee By Product

[keiramarcos]

There is this couple that shops in the same Target I shop in. They bicker and fuss their way though the store once or twice a week and I've seen them often enough that we wave at each other or speak briefly as needed.

Over the summer, Target rearranged their produce department a little and put up signs for their "Certified Organic" products. I buy organic when I can and even visit an organic food store which is down the street from the Target I visit most. Right, well The Couple found the organization of the produce section almost as vexing as I did but for different reasons. The Wife and I are picking out apples, one at a time like a sane person does, when The Husband trots over and puts a bag of potatoes in the cart.

The Wife huffs at him (rather dramatically in retrospect) and says, "No, Honey, get the organic ones."

And he says, "There is no difference and these are cheaper."

And she says, "There is a difference. They don't even taste the same. Get the organic ones."

AND he turns to me and asks, "Can you tell the difference between organic food and non-organic food?"

And I said, "Well, yes. You can't?"

And he frowned (at me the fucker) and shrugs. "No."

And I shrugged at him and said, "Well, maybe your palate just isn't sophisticated enough to tell the difference."

This earned The Wife and Myself a very moody glare but he went back to find organic potatoes.

I told you this story to tell you about my trip to Target tonight.

The Husband and The Wife were in the coffee aisle fussing about the price of k-cups and coffee. I arrived just in time to see the wife toss a brick of FOLGERS into their cart. (I cringe in horror just thinking about it)

He plucks it right up out of the cart and puts it back on the shelf and says, "I'd rather have no coffee than drink that crap."

And she spots me and says, "It's all the same, right. He's just being difficult."

Now, this is when it crosses my mind that The Wife thought I agreed with her last time because of some female solidarity thing. That couldn't be further from the truth.

And I say, "No, coffee is not all the same. It taste different based on how and where it is grown. How it is dried, roasted, and ground--all of it plays into the taste as well. Folgers, well that's just coffee by product as far as I'm concerned."

He grinned and plucked four boxes of k-cups off the shelf and put them in their cart and asks,"Now who has the unsophisticated palate?"

Something tells me she won't be sharing coupons with me again. (oh, sad face)