Whilst driving through my local Starbucks I like to make fun of Sylvia’s order. She gets a “Venti, skinny, vanilla, latte” but when I order it I like to say something like this.
first I’m gonna need a big ole honkin’ venti, skinny, no-fat, no-sugar, no-fun, no-nothin’ vanilla, latte…
Sylvia laughs when I do that, and that’s half the reason. This time, the intrepid barista in the drive-thru says:
wow – with that twist at the end I thought I was in an M. Night Shyamalan movie
We applauded when we got to the window.
I’m not a big fan of Fall – as it has fully arrived here in West Michigan, but I do like the Pumpkin Spice Latte an awful lot.
…maybe it’s just me?