Something in my veins, bloodier than blood
I can think of at least 6 Starbucks within easy walking distance of my house. (We’re talking about something like a 5-block radius here.) I must live in one of the most Starbucks-saturated areas in the country.
So, you can see, even though I’ve read No Logo and know they’re really awful and destroy local business and such, I can’t help but be cajoled.
We used to have eggnog around the office kitchen at my old job and I’d always put it in coffee. After all: eggnog is sweet and creamy and slightly spicy (with the nutmeg). These things all go really well with coffee. I bet this will be delicious! And it was. Well, sort of odd, but strangely, unstoppably, addictively delicious. In conclusion: I INVENTED THE EGGNOG LATTE.
Starbucks just made it expeneive.
And foamy.
And oh so creamy and warm and full of contrasting flavour sensations…
Best coffee-chain seasonal beverage ever. I can’t stop with these things. I always go up to the counter and think “I’m going to get something different this time, something that’s less overpriced and patently horrible for me.” But I always wind up standing there saying “Can I have a grande eggnog latte?”
What is wrong with me?
Set me free, why don’t you, eggnog latte.
One Response to “Something in my veins, bloodier than blood”
Moot Point » Blog Archive » I break my heart each time I on 05 Dec 2005 at 2:22 am #
[...] Also, I’m (naturally) making eggnog. (As you probably don’t recall, I invented the eggnog latte, but I’m trying to stay away from Starbucks this year. This is not hard as the nearest one is like, a bus and a streetcar away, but there’s one by my work that I’ve been handily avoiding for the last few weeks.) However, the love of eggnog has stayed with me. I think that storebought eggnog is vaguely disturbing, but when you make it yourself and add liberal amounts of rum, it becomes suddenly delicious. [...]