Coffee Talk

I am never cursing Starbucks again.

And this has nothing do with the closing of 600 stores.

Yesterday after work I wanted a little coffee delight and thought about trying Dunkin Donuts’ Coolata instead. The Coffee Coolata was my favorite frosty drink before Starbucks moved conveniently to every corner.

I was denied.

Apparently they didn’t have Coolatas even though the signs floating overhead were boasting their photos. The service was less friendly than the people on my overly crowded train this morning and a medium was going to set me back $4.79! More than a Grande Coffee Frappucino at Starbucks. And this wasn’t my only bad experience at D’n D—I have had countless negative experiences there and they always seem really dirty.

Sure Starbucks has sometimes left me waiting for my drink because someone forgot to yell it out (or forgot to hear) and the lines are sometimes out the door. But the people who work there are always nice. Maybe it’s because they hold the title of barista.

Maybe it’s because they don’t need Rachael Ray to get you to try their products. I can’t stand her, so it actually was a deterrent.

On a brighter note: The chocolate cake they have at Pret A Manger is heavenly.