Christmas Eve, the last leg of the race. The day in which everyone ventures out to pick up that forgotten gift, find the ingredients for Christmas dinner or to just take a casual stroll to the center.
I would be a mix between the first and the last, supposed to pick out a Christmas gift for Chris and we just got out of the apartment. The center was not all that crowded, we were able to walk and not feel confined to our own spaces.
Upon our arrival, I felt compelled to get my first European Starbucks! The store was tucked away, shops on both sides. Cute and quaint from the outside, what would the inside entail? The pastry case was very clean (first thing I noticed, after the swept floors). They had Cheesecake and these sandwiches that looked straight from a deli. Delicious as they looked, the price was too steep.
I ordered their holiday special, a Mocca (Mocha) Prailine, and Chris ordered their other special, a Toffeenut Latte. I imagined the Mocha Prailine to be like our Caramel Praline a few years ago, I was wrong. Perhaps it is the milk, or my expectations??
All in all, I realized that without being a Starbucks employee, I cannot afford (Chris cannot) to feed my addiction. Thank you Starbucks for making me an addict and throwing me to the wolves here in España...
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A clean pastry case means people will buy more food. Cheesecake helps, too ....
ReplyDeletePerhaps your Mocca Prailine didn't taste like Caramel Praline because it had mocha in it? Are you thinking of Harvest Nut Mocha? Now I am thinking of Harvest Nut Mocha, mmmmmm.