My body has officially rejected coffee. Such a weird phenomenon. Days before I found out I was preggers, I picked up my regular order at Starbucks and was repulsed by the flavor. I blamed and cursed the barista (in my head, of course) for ruining my life. I tried yet again on another day and... nope.... Pregnant Joanna says nope.
Good Bye, old friend. |
Also, before I became a Superwoman, my Superman of a husband bought me one of the coolest gifts known to man. A self-heating coffee can. Sounds dangerous, doesn't it?
I went to work a little bit early that day so I can test out this bad boy. I figured I needed extra time to make subplans just in case this can blows off my arms or something.
Step One: Turn over can and push the button to activate heating device. This is where I said a prayer and waited for the button to activate some kind of bomb.
Notice how it says 1.5 cm? Because any less wouldn't work and any more...who knows what might happen.
Step 2: Shake for 20 seconds. Don't worry, I did follow directions and turned it upright.
Step 3: MIND BLOWN. Drink.
Verdict? It got hot, but it didn't burn my lips or anything. The flavor was ok. It was a little bitter for my liking and it could probably use a few pumps of caramel and whipped cream on top. It wasn't Starbucks, but it does the job. Although this is cool beans, I wouldn't purchase this again.
I guess not having coffee for a few months will be ok. I KNOW I can have some if I really wanted to because everything in moderation wouldn't harm baby, but in my case, it is the flavor that gets me. I just can't seem to taste it like I did before. The smell on the other hand... OoooHhhhhhHH.... so good.
So next time you have some Starbucks, drink one for the homie and her baby. Thanks!