Morgaine and I spent a night in Whistler this week. She was shooting a wedding and I went along as the nanny.
To make our trip more enjoyable, I decided to invest in commuter mugs. I imagined us sipping tea and eating freshly baked scones as we drove along the Sea-to-Sky Highway. It's good to own a commuter mug -- I always cringe when I stop for a cup of tea on the go and end up with yet another paper cup.
As it is with so many other consumer products, I discovered that if I spent a few extra dollars on our commuter mugs, I could get those of superior quality. So I bought us a couple of stainless steel Thermos brand mugs. The selling point? Thermax. I don't know exactly what it is but it was touted on the label to promote the 'coldest cold' and the 'hottest hot'. Good idea, no?
No. The presence of Thermax does not make for a better commuter mug. Quite the opposite. Half way to Whistler, I took a sip of tea and burned my tongue. In fact, my tea wasn't a realistic drinking temperature until we arrived at our hotel.
It's not a commuter mug, it's a drink-it-when-you-get-there mug.
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