I have a confession to make; I don’t really like coffee. But I love tea. Any kind of tea really. And have had times in my life where I’ve been totally addicted to Starbucks venti chai lattes, non-fat milk, seven pumps of syrup…mmm.
The way I see it this is a practical thing to be addicted to because it helps one put life into perspective…like…”What do you mean $7 for that sandwich? That’s practically two chai lattes!” So it’s reassuring for me to walk round Vancouver with my Starbucks cup; at least I look like I fit in with coffee culture.