Disappointment Is Sticky Sweet
I lurk frequenty on FriendFeed, a nifty social media site. As with most areas of my life the conversation frequently turns to food. For the last two or three weeks I had seen references to Starbuck’s salted caramel hot chocolate. The name caught my imagination and curiosity.
The drink I envisioned would be hot, topped with real whipped cream and just a drizzling of caramel. The whipped cream would slowly melt into a chocolatey, caramely concoction with a lingering tingle of salt.
I keep an emergency gift card in the car and during yesterday’s chilly afternoon I had a moment to stop at Starbucks, alone. There would be no demands to share. This was a stolen treat for a solitary drive.
The young lady in the drive through praised my choice, causing my excitement to rise. As I took the cup, I was practically giddy. I pulled away from the drive through and took my first sip. It was thick and sticky, syrupy sugar coating my tongue. I suppose some things are better left to the imagination.
At least I was able to enjoy my drive in silence.
That is one reason I uaually always get the samething when going to a coffee shop. I hate finding something that sounds good, but in all reality it was not what your imagination made it up to be.
I don’t enjoy Starbucks coffee. You should try the caramel latte w/ whipped topping and caramel drizzled on top at Dunkin Donuts. I like the iced version the best! I’d bring it to you, but I don’t imagine it still being hot when I got there!
Sounds like I would have loved it!
Haha, margo, I love you!