Dear Diary, I bought a Nespresso
Grande Java-chip Frappuccino. Large Hot Mocha with whole milk and an extra shot. Large cappuccino with whole milk and two sweet n lows. Large Latte, whole milk, no sweetener. Instant Nescafe with whole milk and jaggery. Instant Nescafe with 2% milk and jaggery. Instant Nescafe with 2% milk and no sweetener. Instant Nescafe with 2% lactose free milk. Grande blonde sugar-free vanilla latte, 2% milk, extra hot. No, this is not the menu of my coffee shop bookstore. This is how my taste in coffee has progressed over the last 3 years. Prior to that, I pledged my allegiance to chai and made a disgusting face at the mention of coffee. But moving to New York changed me. I succumbed to the culture of walking super fast with a coffee in hand, and never looked back. And then, I moved to Seattle. It’s the birthplace of Starbucks, it only made sense to become the annoying person who makes “liking coffee” a huge part of their personality. The next logical step in any coffee enthusiast’s ...
