My faith in the omni-benevolence of God was momentarily shaken last night upon hearing that....Starbucks no longer carries my favorite drink. Yes, the Cinnamon Dolce Latte was apparently "seasonal." Even now it stings to commit these words to writing.
When I got word of this from the college freshman barista, I exclaimed in shock, "But it's up there on your board! How could it be seasonal?" And the earth shattering words that followed echo in my mind even now: "I don't know." (He wasn't really helpful, or humorous, I found.) I asked him if he could, at the very least, just tell me what was in it that made the drink so, to quote Will Ferrell as James Lipton, "scrumtrulescent."
More simply put, I asked, "What was in it?" His reply: "Cinnamon Dolce." Well, gee.
It's no secret, my belief that whomever discovered that drink heard from God Himself. Now, as to the guy who made it seasonal....
So now I can't go to Starbucks at all. Not because it's part of the evil capitalistic conspiracy to bring down mom-and-pop shops, but just because it's too darn painful.
What a world.
Posted by Portia at April 3, 2006 07:31 PM | TrackBackI'm not a West Coast person, nor do I play one on TV, but I believe Peet's is pretty big out near the Pacific Ocean. You could write to Peet's, tell them your dissatisfaction with Starbucks, and maybe they'll recreate the Cinnamon Dolce Latte for you. And you could get a coupon out of it.
Mmmm, coupons ...
Posted by: MarcV at April 4, 2006 08:17 AMYou're great Em.
Posted by: Zach at April 4, 2006 12:03 PM
