Angie has never liked Starbucks. Or so she claims. When I get a drink there she says "let me have a little taste", then she takes a sip, wrinkles up her mouth, gets this terrible expression on her face, and tells me "it's too stong". Last weekend though she took a sip of my cinammon dolce latte and her eyes got all sparkly and she said "mmmmm, that's good". I guess it's possible her taste is changing? That's what Dottie said anyway.
Photo credit: Dottie Moss