There are three reasons I like ordering cappuccino, and they are these: I don’t actually like ordering cappuccino. The “hipness” of cappuccino has worn off. I never would have ordered it in the mid- or late-90s, when Starbucks was just taking off and people were discovering espresso for the first time. But now it’s commonplace [...]
This is Conlan
sense/nonsense
coffee
This is Tom
I was tired of exchanges like this at Starbucks: “Large, unsweetened, black iced tea, please.” “Can I get your name?” “Conlan.” “Conley?” “Conlan.” “Conland?” “Conlan.” “How do you spell that?” So, a few months ago the question came again. As I began to form the hard ‘C’ in the back of my throat—dreading the inevitable [...]
A letter, goodbye
Dear San Francisco, Yesterday I had one of those epiphanic moments, like in movies, when the protagonist’s life floats past his eyes and he realizes he’s been in love with his best friend all along. Everything he’s ever wanted has been right in front of him the whole time. You know, Hollywood bullshit like that. [...]
Size Matters
This morning I ordered a small coffee at Starbucks. Halfway back to my office I realized they either substantially shrunk their “tall” size, or they gave it to me in a double espresso shot cup. And even Starbucks isn’t so evil as to downgrade a small to 8 oz., right? This is the kind of [...]