This morning, while making breakfast, I got out a bowl, went to the refrigerator, put in a helping of yogurt, went to a counter and scooped out a measure of puffed rice, went to the microwave, opened a jar and put in a teaspoon of instant coffee.
My first thought was something like 'dumb! You didn't mike it first.'
Then, 'dumb!! It isn't coffee.'
The easiest thing to do would have been to dump the bowl's contents - at least that puffed rice/instant coffee mix on top - and start over. I hate letting food go to waste, though. I'm pretty sure that's something I learned from my parents, who learned it from their families' past and their experiences with the Great Depression.
So I separated as much of the coffee as I could by putting the rice and coffee in a glass, shaking it and lifting most of the rice off the top.
The coffee I put in water that I'd gotten heated by that time. The rice and the rest of the coffee I put back on the yogurt.
It's amazing, how much a little instant coffee will change the appearance and taste of yogurt.
I don't think I'll do that again. Not intentionally.
That wasn't the most auspicious way to start a day, but maybe I've got the "Monday" part of today out of the way now.