Hi. My name is Pam, and it’s been 10 months since I’ve had my last Starbucks latte. I am a coffee junkie. It all started when I was 15, and I started drinking coffee to keep me awake while working at McDonald’s. From there, I ran the college coffee-house for 3 years. Every night, from 8-12 or later, I would sit around talking and studying, drinking coffee. The caffeine doesn’t do anything to me now. Really. I just love the taste. I tried tea for six months, but that just didn’t do it. There is just something about the flavor and aroma of coffee that I cannot live without.
Yesterday, I broke down. Some good news had come my way, and to celebrate I decided it was time to see if I could handle a latte again. I’m not supposed to drink any sort of milk (something to do with it not agreeing with my stomach), but thought I might as well give it a try. I deserved it!
I only ordered a short (8 oz) drink with one shot of espresso and the rest steamed half-and-half. It was even the same half-and-half that I use in my yogurt! It wasn’t that bad of a mess-up, truly.
That first sip was pure heaven. If I wasn’t sitting in my car I would have jumped for joy. I groaned, and tears came to my eyes. You just have no idea how amazing it feels when you’ve been denied something for so long, and then to get just a small taste of it again.
I did pay for my decision later. I’ve learned my lesson.
Within an hour my stomach was gurgling, hurting, and gassy. I guess even that little amount of cream was too much.
Do I regret it?
Like I said….it was heaven, pure heaven.