I've been going through this thing lately when I'm making coffee. 'Making coffee' is my euphamism for 'putting a teaspoon of brown powder in a cup and pouring boiling water in on top of it'. I look at the teaspoon and dare myself to stick the instant in my mouth and eat it like I used to do with milo and sugar and whatever other sweet stuff I could find in the cupboard. Had a rather frightening encounter with some gelatin doing that. Without flavouring it tastes like and has the consistancy of sand. Come to think of it, it might have been sand. Though I don't know why Mum would've been keeping sand in the cupboard.