I was out of coffee cream this morning, and hubby offered to run up to one of the two gas stations in our little village to pick up a small container. He found some and brought it home for me, poured a cup of coffee, stirred in some cream, and brought it to me. YUCK! It was awful! I tried to drink it, thinking maybe it tasted bad just because I had a funny stomach yesterday, but it was beyond drinking. I asked if he had checked the date. Yes he had.
I guess a date of April 11, 2008 doesn't mean much to him on November 12, 2008.
HE will be returning it.
7 comments:
Ewwww.
When I run out of cream I just put a spoon of ice cream in my coffee...
I know that sounds unhealthy right?
oh no! LOL now that sounds like a man, not reading the freshness date. was it kinda chunky?
MEN!!!
hi marge, thought I would drop by and thank you for commenting on my blog...I have done the same exact thing in my tea...sigh....
blessings...
You know he's probably just trying to get out of being sent to the store next time...men, gotta love 'em! One time my dad bought my mom a sympathy card for her birthday and he's never lived it down.
wow, remind us --what not store to go to for cream- second thought--maybe we could all just get a cow and share our cream-- it is a lot fresher--LOL
hugs from Canada
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