Most of us are creatures of habit. It is inherent to the human condition.
Each evening, just before going to bed, I prepare the coffee maker for the following morning’s pot of brown, liquid sunshine.
I also add a few shakes of ground cinnamon to the pot as I like the added flavor. Aside from that, I drink my coffee “black”.
Thursday evening I completed the preparations, but as I left the kitchen, realized that I had overlooked the cinnamon.
With only the nightlight on, I opened the cabinet, grabbed the container, added a few shakes and made my way to bed.
Friday morning comes and my routine kicks in. . . turn coffee maker on, glass of water with vitamins, glass of orange juice to drink while I start reading the news and stuff on my iPad and when the OJ is done, the coffee is usually ready.
I poured my first cup, made my way to the table, sat down and took my first sip. It didn’t taste exactly right, but I as already reading a story about the weather-related impacts in the South and didn’t pay too much attention. Maybe it was from not having rinsed off the soap after washing the cup the day before?
After a second gulp I consciously realized something was dreadfully wrong. Never doubting myself, I then attributed it to the fresh bag of coffee I had purchased a few days earlier.
Sniffing the coffee cannister, it smelled normal.
Then it hit me… the cinnamon? Opening the cabinet, there it was . . . a perfectly labeled bottle of Ground Cumin with a bottle of cinnamon a few inches behind it.
You don’t have to take my word for it, but while it is great for seasoning meat for tacos, I doubt you will ever find Cumin listed as an ingredient for any coffee recipe.
And for good reason.
Note to self: Going forward, turn lights on and wear glasses when gathering ingredients to ingest.