One of the greatest disappointments has to be:

You get hungry. You think "Cereal will make a nice snack." Lo and behold, your favorite cereal is there. You pour it into the bowl. You open the fridge. you see the milk. You pick it up. and...not enough milk You have a bowl full of cereal and not enough milk to wet it. Your wife* forgot to buy milk.

It's one of life's greatest disappointments.

and it just hapened to me.

*Sure you drink 90% of the milk, but that's not the point.

I'm a low milk content guy, so I can have an enjoyable cereal experience on very little milk.

My favorite cereals are Cocoa Krispies, Cocoa Puffs, and classic Trix.

Jay also likes romantic walks along the beach, and eating dinner by candlelight. And getting caught in the rain (preferably in the dunes by the cape).

High milk for me. There's a ton of milk leftover when the cereal done (and the cereal milk together are almost overflowing, rare is the day when cereal is not spilling over the sides).

I hate that as well Rob. Especially when you don't quite notice it in time and you dump a pathetic amount of milk on a big bowl of cereal. Then you can't even salvage it, because it's going to be soggy.

I must admit..............I've been there............and either water, or water mixed with powdered milk/non-dairy creamer had to be called in.

Not the BEST way to enjoy cereal, but better than nothing.

('course, I've been known to put away half a box of dry cereal when the time arose, so......................)

There is this thing called the car. You can use it to drive to this other thing called the store. In it they sell this stuff called milk. You buy some and bring it home. Your disappointment disappears like magic.

Not when the milk runs out late at night, and its cold outside and you'd have to go to a 24 hour supermarket or 7-11 in the middle of the night and its icy.

Besides, isn't that why i got married, so the wife would take care of things like that?

Maybe this should be moved to the Online Dating thread.

Your position suffers from a lack of correctness, because there's a "rule" here. The perfect amount of milk is when the cereal first floats (as a unified body) up from the bottom. It needs to move about an inch at most.

Furthermore, the milk should not be "poured around" to wet the top of the cereal. It should maintain a single milk tunnel that burrows into the cereal, leaving the rest crispy and dry. Then, the spoon is used to make a mineshaft down to the milk. In this way, each bite can be prepared (with pharmaceutical care) with the correct amount of milk.

Sogginess is the enemy here. The milk must be in contact with the cereal for as little time as possible.

It's science. What's that, science? Rob is wrong? I know.

Eat toast.

This happened to me last night. Well, in reverse. It was the cereal that ran out. I really really really really wanted some cereal, too.

Instead I made the most AWESOME food invention ever. It was delicious. Don't be disgusted by the description. Trust me. Eat this and you will be a better person with more stamina in bed. Here it is:

Two pairs of toaster waffles, both toasted and then with some butter. On one pair strawberry jelly and hot salsa. On the other ordinary maple syrup ... and hot salsa.

It was so yummy I can't even begin to tell you. Really!

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Salsa goes with eveything.

You're sitting at home on a Friday night and go to the fridge for a Guiness, only you're out, Dammit!

No bread

Get a job.

I got a wife so I wouldn't have to worry about these things. She's slacking.


(See how I keep trying to get a rise out of Jo and Valerie. Think it will work?)

Besides, it wouldn't matter. I need a glass of milk with my toast and jelly.

I can't even be in the same room with cereal with milk in it without gagging. Due to some early childhood trauma, I'm sure.

This morning, we were out of cereal because of this thread. I had to have a bowl of cereal, and ate the last of it. Too late to go out and buy more, and too early in the morning to feel like going to the store before breakfast. Solution? Toast.

I'm going to make a confession. I ate a bowl of cereal last night after reading this thread.

I refuse to believe that you would allow that to happen, Rob.

People hire go-fers for stuff like that. They're much less expensive and they don't expect a loving, lifelong commitment.

Jay wears a cape?