tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104294.post113908360183973289..comments2023-03-28T08:05:12.157-07:00Comments on you don't have to read: Just get my drink right.jp 吉平http://www.blogger.com/profile/15198270192000552582noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104294.post-1139587463668447412006-02-10T08:04:00.000-08:002006-02-10T08:04:00.000-08:00I just got a leaf today from Cupcake Royale/Verite...I just got a leaf today from Cupcake Royale/Verite Coffe. I thought it would be ruined after the short car ride to work, but now it's just poofier looking like those succulent cactuces. and I've drank half of it!Micaelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11157290548657976169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104294.post-1139270434769172872006-02-06T16:00:00.000-08:002006-02-06T16:00:00.000-08:00I bet they steamed it.I bet they steamed it.jp 吉平https://www.blogger.com/profile/15198270192000552582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104294.post-1139252305408622552006-02-06T10:58:00.000-08:002006-02-06T10:58:00.000-08:00Cowsin C's story is actually worse - She asked for...Cowsin C's story is actually worse - She asked for a latte and the waitress said, "you mean a lottie?" that's right. "LOT-tea". And then I remember C saying something like, "Do you want me to just go back there and make it?!". or maybe she said "GET THE F OUT OF MY WAY" and actually did make it... does she read? I want to hear her side.<BR/><BR/>One time I ordered a frappuccino in San Francisco before Starbucks had fully turned into an empire. I got a watery cup of sweet milk. I know, it was a frappuccino, but still.Micaelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11157290548657976169noreply@blogger.com