Crab Rangoon and Spring Rolls after some of the best soup ever ... it had shrimp, squid and something else in there but I hadn't had anything like that before. It probably had sugar in it.
The Starbucks option was forced on me because the DD was closed. On my way across the street there were a couple of hotties giving away Red Bulls. They had just parked their little Red Bull Car and had donned Red Bull Backpacks to go walking around giving these things away and winning people over with their hottness.
Once in the Starbucks I made my way over to one of those leather chairs that smelled like leather. I skimmed the front page of the NYT and then closed my eyes for a few minutes until my forbidden fruit brought me my coffee. She said that she would show me how the French Press worked. Earlier I mentioned that I hadn't ever seen one. I told her another time. I was tired and needed to be going. She told me the coffee would help me with that.
Cheryl just brought me this morning's first cup of Blu Batak.
This coffee thing is working out for me ... but I didn't grab at the girl from Starbucks.