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Half of my brain is currently sitting here thinking “I
cannot believe I just did that...” while the other half is smugly
congratulating itself on its effective problem solving of what (in my world) is
a total freaking nightmare.
If I haven’t mentioned it before, I’m really obsessive about certain things. Think Sheldon Cooper from Big Bang Theory
kind of obsessive, and like him I also don’t compromise well (I also have my “spot”
and if anybody sits in it, my brain almost implodes, but that’s another story).
Enter coconut water.
I love it, almost as much as I love caffeine. But I’m incredibly picky about what coconut
water I drink. It either has to be fresh
from a coconut, or in a can. And it has to be coconut water, not coconut
juice.
I used to happily drink it out of a carton, until I saw a
post somewhere about a juice box that was filled with mould. The inside was
covered with green slime and just looking at the photo, I wanted to go scrub
myself in the shower. The post went on
to say that even the tiniest pinprick hole in the carton, would allow air in
and provide a perfect place for bacteria to grow. Bye bye ever being able to
look at a cardboard carton the same way again!
Last night I was desperate for some coconut water. But alas, all the cans were gone! All I had left was 2 little cartons which
have been sitting in the fridge since I read about the green slime. After three
hours (I kid you not, I wasted three hours of my life on this) of raging
internal debate, I came up with a solution of how to potentially drink the
coconut water without wanting to vomit at the thought of green slime.
So I poured the coconut water from the carton into a glass,
spent half an hour inspecting the damn thing, then dumped in a bunch of ice
cubes and took the temperature of the coconut water and maintained it for more
than 20 minutes in an effort to destroy any microbes in it.
But that didn’t satisfy me, did it? I then took the carton and dissected it. And
when I say dissected, I mean that I spent a large amount of time carefully
cutting and pulling it apart so I could minutely inspect every single millimetre
of the inside to ensure there was nothing in the way of slime or other
grossness in there.
All in all, it took me about an hour and a half to pour out,
and be satisfied with, one single glass of coconut water.
Some days even I shake my head at myself...
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