Several years ago, my family were on vacation. We decided to stop at a Bob Evans restaurant for breakfast. We don’t have any Bob Evans restaurants very close to where we live and my family had never been to one before. I had eaten at one during my work travel and had an idea of the type of food you could get there. There was a Bob Evans close to where we were staying one night and I recommended it when my wife said she wanted breakfast. Everyone was satisfied with everything we had except for my wife. She didn’t like the coffee. She assumed that it was just a bad batch of coffee. We didn’t really think that much of it at the time.
A few months later, my family was traveling in another part of the country and we decided to eat at another Bob Evans. We ordered breakfast again and my wife ordered coffee. She said it was bad again. It was bad in the same way it was bad at the first restaurant. I’m not a coffee drinker. At the time, my kids didn’t drink coffee either. So, we had no one to confirm her claims that the coffee was bad. She didn’t complain either time but she did drink more water than usual.
After this incident, Bob Evans coffee became a family joke. Whenever we passed by one, we would ask my wife if she wanted to stop and get some coffee. I discovered a Bob Evans in Memphis about an hour away from our house. I also remember that behind the checkout counter they had bags of Bob Evans coffee beans. The next year, I made a special trip to pick up some of this coffee for her for Mother’s Day. I also bought some other coffee that I knew she liked. She tried some of the Bob Evans coffee beans and she said it tastes just like it does in the restaurant.
