“This is our place, we make the rules…”
Taylor is once again swirling through my brain on repeat and I am taking her lyric as my inspiration to rewrite the unwritten rules of hot chocolate consumption.
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“This is our place, we make the rules…”
Taylor is once again swirling through my brain on repeat and I am taking her lyric as my inspiration to rewrite the unwritten rules of hot chocolate consumption.
Read moreIn our current world of luxurious apples with titles longer than most of the English aristocracy, my heart goes out to the often-neglected pear.
Read moreI love when Mr. Pedantic suggests that we pull through that magical drive-thru to pay an obscene amount of money for a white and green cup with a scribbled interpretation of my name that only holds what I actually ordered a solid fifty percent of the time.
We complain to each other about the atrocious service and celebrate when the drink actually tastes as it should - a thing which some misinformed members of society might believe to be compulsory - but time and time again I long for that truly American experience. I have no doubt that $4.75 of my $5.00 goes to pay for just that, the experience, and gosh I do love it.
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