Starbucks. One on State. One on the square. And all I can think about is the excess of more suitable options between them. Starbucks is awful and it’s not just the loud music or the sky high prices. I’m no rebel. I conform- just not when it comes to my coffee.
The caramel macchiato is nothing more than a vanilla latté with a little caramel drizzled over the top. In reality, a macchiato is a shot of espresso with a small amount of milk foam. Their fancy wording is nothing more than a gimmick. Trust me on this one.
You know what I mean when I say large. I want the biggest one. I don’t care that you call it a Venti. You can call it spaghetti for all I care, but don’t correct me when I say large.
I’ve never heard the sound of espresso or coffee beans being ground in a Starbucks. I’m sure they grind in house, but a few hours beforehand indicate to me that my drink is going to be stale. No thank you.
All Starbucks wants to do is expand. They buy out small businesses and if they can’t do that, they open one on every corner until the small business can no longer profit from the area.
Then, they ruin it. Nothing at Starbucks ever tastes fresh. It’s burnt and stale. There’s a big difference between burnt and strong. Unfortunately, too many people can’t tell that difference because they’ve never tried going anywhere else.
They continue to be a major player in the cultural homogenization. If you carry a Starbucks cup in your hand, you’re cool. (In fact, you are just another person who bought into their image of what cool must be.) So cookie cutter. Talk about a lack of diversity.
Do their employees even know what barista means?
Espresso Royale. Coffee Bytes. Fair Trade Coffee. Mother Fool’s. Electric Earth. Ancora. Barrique’s. Michelangelo’s. Café Soleil. Need I continue?