my first cup of coffee came from Kaladi Bros. Coffee Company in Anchorage, Alaska. I always had hot chocolate. Then a very cute Alaska boy said, "girl, let me make you a latte on the house just for you." My 16 year old self said, 'ok. thanks' secretly hoping that he was giving it to me thinking I was cute too. Now, I realize that he was doing the drug dealer thing and not charging for my first fix. I think one of my eyeballs almost popped out upon the first drink. Gah. <i>Smile at the cute barista with the tattoos....</i> But by the end of the drink and the smiling, I realized I was sad that my latte' no flavor was gone. I liked it. A month or so later, I decided I couldn't afford 3 bucks (hey, I'm old, this was like almost 20 years ago) each time so I switched to coffee, black.<br>
Its sneaky like that....coffee is....