Yes, it’s instant coffee. Yes, the flavor leans towards the overly-roasted end of the spectrum. But you know what? At least it tastes burnt on purpose. The same can’t be said for that pot of 4-hour-old sludge that you have to chip out of the bottom of the pot in the breakroom because Margaret from Accounting left a quarter inch of coffee in there this morning so that she wouldn’t have to make a fresh pot.
It’s not what I choose to brew when I’m at home; but away from my fresh-ground beans and filtered water, I’ll take Via over office drek any day.
Besides, Lego Indy likes it – how can you deny Lego Indy?