You know I love to find the little hot spots in the city. This spot is no exception. The summer is hot! The Americano is hot and so is this weeks high. I decided to get out with the boys to catch up on some serious pal time. The summer has been so busy and I haven’t really seen any body in a few weeks. I’ve been staying away from the wine because it’s decided to build a vineyard in my right knee. Not fun. Uric acid is a son of a bitch!
We made our way south on church, as we caught up on summer highlights, until we reached The bulldog cafe. A popular coffee shop just south of Carlton. The line was long and distinguished. I looked at the menu and realized this was no “Tim’s”. I started to get a little nervous because up until this moment my experience with coffee was “Small double double please”. This menu was a smorgasbord of exotic flavours, like a “Mount Everest” I never dared to climb. But now I’m stuck in this damn line up and I have no idea what or how to order. Of course my pals have ordered and are enjoying their what ever you call them coffee drinks already.
I felt my pulse flutter, the sweat began to puddle on my brow and the line was getting longer behind me. I had no idea people were so serious about this freaking bean. The man from behind the counter pressured on what I would be having. I squeaked “You pick”. As I walked away I knew my coffee experience would never be the same. I was right- this thing was like drinking hot molasses! Just a few sips and my heart was racing! I felt the sting of life flashing before my eyes and I wanted to sing “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” naked on the table top! I was suddenly thrust into a full blown anxiety attack thanks to this “Americano Nightmare!” “Stop the rushes!” “Stop the rushes!” The morphing of everyone’s faces into that of a bulldog and was that a tail I saw indicated immediately that I had enough of this liquid cocaine.
Horrific!!!!!!! Well with my coffee bean high now a faint memory, I am pleased to announce that both of my pals found love this summer. One found it in Romania and the other in Hamilton but one things for curtain, I should have ordered the Latte!