- Samuel Beckett
Okay, so there I was at Starbucks. I've been pretty good all summer avoiding buying cookies or scones given the fact Starbucks recipes seem to have a "secret ingredient" in everything that takes it up a good 200 calories. But there I was, the red signs are up...and Eggnog Lattes are back on the menu. At about 20,000 calories a pop I know I should be avoiding them...but the richness, the smell of the nutmeg...I could not avert it, I needed a fix.
I do wish I could report that I was disappointed, that the eggnog was not as good as I remembered - but unfortunately it was. And then of course I had to order a venti, knowing that a "tall" was just not going to sate me, that I'd be wanting for more like a junkie. So I enjoyed it.
The Holidays have begun. Thanksgiving is remarkably close again this year to Halloween, which means that we have to hustle to get ready for it. I still have not taken the stuffed witch off the front porch - she may be there for Thanksgiving; maybe I can punch down the point on her hat and call her an ugly Pilgrim. She's got a green complexion, which given a full Turkey-Day repast is not far from how I generally feel by the day after. I suppose this weekend I should take the Halloween stuff back to the attic, and start thinking about the next holiday... but then there are some really cool movies out right now, and then there are those eggnog lattes...I bet we can hold off on Thanksgiving plans for another week...
Okay, so there I was at Starbucks. I've been pretty good all summer avoiding buying cookies or scones given the fact Starbucks recipes seem to have a "secret ingredient" in everything that takes it up a good 200 calories. But there I was, the red signs are up...and Eggnog Lattes are back on the menu. At about 20,000 calories a pop I know I should be avoiding them...but the richness, the smell of the nutmeg...I could not avert it, I needed a fix.
I do wish I could report that I was disappointed, that the eggnog was not as good as I remembered - but unfortunately it was. And then of course I had to order a venti, knowing that a "tall" was just not going to sate me, that I'd be wanting for more like a junkie. So I enjoyed it.
The Holidays have begun. Thanksgiving is remarkably close again this year to Halloween, which means that we have to hustle to get ready for it. I still have not taken the stuffed witch off the front porch - she may be there for Thanksgiving; maybe I can punch down the point on her hat and call her an ugly Pilgrim. She's got a green complexion, which given a full Turkey-Day repast is not far from how I generally feel by the day after. I suppose this weekend I should take the Halloween stuff back to the attic, and start thinking about the next holiday... but then there are some really cool movies out right now, and then there are those eggnog lattes...I bet we can hold off on Thanksgiving plans for another week...
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It's Monday, and I finally succumbed to my weakness. I brought John down with me; we both enjoyed our rain-drenched morning, eggnog lattes in hand.
I love the holidays.
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