I’ve been to Starbucks (like any other normal caffeine addict) only twice in my life. The first time was when I arrived in France in the Charles de Gaulle airport and the other time was on another airport in Brussels.
When my plane landed in Brussels I had exactly 1 hour before Starbucks closed. I rushed as quickly as possible through the gates and found the shop right away. When I stepped in, I felt like I’ve discovered a long lost treasure.
Looking up to see the menu I stood there frozen, stunned from all the Frappucinos and Lattes that were being offered up to me.
I chose the White Chocolate Mocha Latte. The cute barista gave me my sweet, big, pleasure in a cup. I sat down and drank it with such delight. It was yummy!!!
I guess this is how he must’ve made it:
Then, I tried to sleep on the most uncomfortable bench in the airport waiting impatiently for Starbucks to open again. When it did, there were bunch of people waiting in line, which gave me enough time to figure out what I want next.
I was prepared to order a fancy drink with the well known starbucks language and …. things got lost in translation (lets just say that this barista didn’t understand English very well). Some people looked strangely at me when I ordered and made some comments about Americans. I guess in Europe coffee is simply coffee, no matter what you put in it.
So, I ended up with a Hot Medium Double shot Hazelnut latte with non-fat milk + Cream. I added some nutmeg on top for more flavor. It was very very HOT!
Since I don’t like strong coffee too much I added more non-fat milk and turned the Medium into Grande 😉
What I liked about Starbucks:
You can make a very special coffee if you know how to combine the ingredients, the temperature, the flavors…
The coffee isn’t bad either.
The atmosphere was very relaxing.
What I didn’t like about Starbucks:
THE PRICE! It’s very expensive. I couldn’t afford going there more than twice a year.