A Special Problem

Chuck and I aren’t big drinkers. I can hear members of my family who read this blog saying: “ Hey! How about that liquor closet of yours?” It’s true. We do have an entire, albeit small, closet devoted to wine, liquor, liqueurs and bar paraphernalia. But we really don’t drink that much, that often. (I’m going to stop trying to explain myself, because you folks are going to start thinking: “ Methinks she doth protest too much!”) However we are experiencing a bit of a liqueur crisis right now. We recently ran out of Kahlua Especial. That’s not the crisis. The crisis is that we can’t find it anywhere. I know. It’s true. We are the kiss of death with all kinds of wonderful products. But in this instance Kahlua is still producing this intense espresso liqueur, but no one in our area is carrying it.

So begins another quest. After trying several of the big liquor stores and a couple of packies, we’re going to attempt to special order it. We’ve had good luck in the past with special orders through Kappy’s in Leominster. Again, I think I’m compounding the perception about our alcohol consumption by mentioning we special order alcoholic beverages. Maybe I should just delete this entire post? Or perhaps I should mention that in a previous life I was a drug and alcohol counselor?

Aw, the heck with it! If you like coffee and you’re of legal drinking age wherever you reside, go try a bottle of Kahlua Especial. If enough of us keep enjoying it, they’ll never stop making it.

My finger is still hovering over the delete button...