When we got to Korea one of the first things I tried was this stuff. This mon' faries is coffee. It comes in wonderful packets that you empty in a cup of your choice and stir. Then you close your eyes and sip slowly all the while strings of coomb-by-ya-m'Lord will waft gently around you. Yep. It is that good. Now that we are back in the States this coffee has become lost to me. The only way I can get it is to order it. The only way I can order anything is to get into our own home...which frankly...at this moment in time I despair of ever happening. sigh. Two more days. Anyway, we were driving back to the dreaded hotel/house thingie when out of the corner of my eyes I spied a Korean grocery store. I knew my coffee was in there and may have started foaming at the mouth and screaming at the poor hubby to turn around for goodness sakes and hook me up to a box!!! It was closed. I may have cried. Today?? OPEN!!! I went in there with my fingers crossed. I hoped the nice lady who owned the store would have it. I gave her my best Onyahasao (hello) and smiled my biggest smile then I got down on both knees and begged her to tell me she had some of this in stock. Yeah, I know, I am hooked and I truly don't care. Guess what??
SHE HAD SOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I bought the biggest bag she had and danced out the door. Tomorrow I will be up at the crack of dawn to have me some of that there stuff.
I am so freaken happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!