I brought my little brother and sister to Starbucks over the weekend. They didn't really understand why I was so excited about coffee, but they are always up for an adventure. I love going to Starbucks because it always tastes just like home. If I close my eyes and take a big sip of coffee, I can actually feel myself at the Starbucks on Brown Street or in Chadds Ford.
I let them go wild at the condiment bar and their milks turned into cinnamon, chocolate, vanilla, sugary messes. It was a great time for all.
Hey Meg- I showed this post to my dad, he really appreciated the Starbucks action going on over there :)miss u
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