A Cup of Coffee at Starbucks

Laughed when the tray of food and coffee arrived. It has been a while, Starbucks. I wouldn't have imagined settling for a cup of coffee at Starbucks saved for the fact that the brand's outlets are conveniently located on the dog-walking route on some days. And faced with the prospect of having no caffeine for the next three hours, I'll quaff a cup of Americano from Starbucks. Importantly, many Starbucks outlets don't mind dogs quietly sitting at their outdoor tables for a bit.

The man somehow found renewed interest in their toffee nut latte over the festive season, and now some butterscotch latte nonsense. So not my kind of drink. The cafe's savory pastries are somewhat decent, and are more reasonably priced than a S$20 plate of avocado toast on brainless mornings when I want a quick bite. Couldn't stop laughing when that morning, the man came out with a plate of sausage, cheddar and egg sandwich. HAHAHAHA. Good gawwwd. I'd rather eat a McMuffin any day. This Starbucks egg sandwich has been described as a "handbag Chihuahua" with an especially meh egg. 🙊

It's quite ironic how the tastebuds for coffee have progressed over the decades. We loved Starbucks in our teens and early adulthood, then we embraced third wave coffee and never looked back. In our late thirties, we didn't mind local coffee, kopi-O-siu-dai style over Starbucks any day. Now, thanks to the dog, I'm forced to sit at a Starbucks every other week drinking a cup of abstruse caffe latte or crappy Americano; already a double shot and still weak and muddy. At least the app gives us a complimentary cup once every few weeks.