A funny thing happened on the way to the coffee pot. It started much as I expected. I opened the package of coffee and breathed deeply. It was heavenly. With lots of anticipation of my first cup of java in 3 weeks, I lovingly prepared the dark, rich, brown liquid. As I savored every smell, I threw a few drops of Stevia and splash of cream in. “Come to mama,” I said to my little green Starbucks mug. Salivating, I put the cups to my lips and drew in a long, warm sip.
Guess what? I didn’t like it! I KNOW! I was incredulous! For so long, my favorite food groups have revolved around coffee and chocolate (I’m assuming I still like chocolate, but haven’t gone down that path yet).
So now I’m in a kind of breakfast drink limbo. Still not thrilled with tea, no longer a coffee lover.
Now, what do I do with my Starbucks Gold Card??