I was talking with a friend about this today .... a few years ago someone I knew lost their husband. We had been to the church and had returned to her house for the wake. I went into the kitchen to make some coffee and picked up a jar out of the cupboard. After boiling the kettle I put a heaped spoonful of coffee into two mugs and added boiling water and milk. We both took a big slurp and nearly spat it out ... what the f*ck is this? I had accidentally picked out a coffee jar that had paprika in it instead of instant coffee (why?). We then collapsed laughing about it when in walks the mum of the dearly departed husband. She looked at us in horror ..... we couldn't explain why we laughing uncontrollably and she just walked out in a huff. Just thinking about it now makes me laugh now.