I have ruined myself. Folgers used to be fine. In fact, I chose Folgers over other brands in the past. I repeat, in the past. Folgers hasn't changed, so far as I know. I have. It began with the seemingly innocuous and novel grinding of beans in the grocery store aisle. It smelled good and made a cool noise in a place immersed in elevator music (gag!). My change progressed when I received a bean grinder for Christmas. Now I could grind at home! My family LOVES the early morning sound of beans being ground. It is music to my ears and a sweet aroma for the nose.
The completion of my coffee ruination has only recently occurred. I returned from Venezuela accompanied by nearly 10 pounds of beans, which I saw hand packed by some wonderful Venezuelan ladies. So, each morning for the last month (and a few afternoons) I have relished, yea verily reveled in, the marvelous sweetness of freshly packed and freshly ground Venezuelan coffee.
So, how has this ruined me you ask? This morning the wonderful and thoughtful ladies in the office brought me a cup of unadulterated coffee (I drink it black - the only way to truly enjoy) and my taste buds revolted at the obvious taste of long canned and short flavored Folgers coffee. Alas, I will never be the same. Ruined! Gloriously ruined!