Thanks to pinterest, I’ve gained an appreciation for Starbucks bottles. I’ve always had a fascination for milk bottles. It gives me sentimental feelings of a time I do not know. A time when a milk man delivered milk in glass bottles, rather than us buying it from a store in plastic bottles. Well, take the sticker off from the Starbucks bottle and you’ve got yourself a small milk bottle. I have plans for it… When I’m less lazy.
On another note, I must get a grievance of my chest. I was not the slightest bit impressed by the Starbucks Frappuccino. It most probably was to be expected, since I have been pampered with the luxury of my sister’s homemade Frappucino. But let’s honor the coffee here, Starbucks! I took a sip of it and was horrified. I liked the taste of the mint, it felt like I was drinking the Aero chocolate bar, and all sorts of happy thoughts from my childhood flashed before me. The horror was that I didn’t taste coffee. If there coffee written at least 4 times on a bottle, I expect a hint of a coffee taste! The second horror was that they use reduced fat milk, and it tasted watery. It goes without saying that I loathe skim milk with a passion.
I ended up pouring a little bit of brewed coffee and cream to Starbucks, just so that I could get through the bottle. Thank you Starbucks, for all the effort you put into making sure I would not get addicted and ensuring I appreciate my sister.