this weekend, i found myself becoming addicted to lattes. each day, over the four-day weekend, i and/or kurt and i walked jones down to mother fools for a small double latte, a tall single latte, and a vegan cran-orange cookie (i have loved those cookies for over 10 years).
i’m currently sipping on a latte from starbucks; my first. it’s hardly a match, thus confirming my coffee-giant suspicions.
