Ever since I can remember, I've wanted to open and operate my very own coffeehouse. Yes, it was a strange aspiration for an 8-year old girl, but bear with me.
Not just your run-of-the-mill Starbucks or Dunkin' Donuts, either. (Not that those are bad establishments...trust me, I run on Dunkin. And have most certainly been seen many a times noshing on a pastry outside the local Starbucks.) But the kind of coffee shop I'm talking about is a place like none other. From the moment you walk in to my upscale beanery, the atmosphere emits coolness. Awesomeness. Picture a live band, playing music in the background, while a greeter in a spotless apron hands you a free cake and espresso sampler just for showing the heck up. Cafe tables and designer lighting line the walls, and baristas give you one-on-one recommendations about food and coffee pairings.
Fastforward 20 years. I am now a 28 year old mother of 2.4 children (.4 is my third baby bean currently bakin' in the oven) and reality has officially set in. I am not sure that I will ever be the proud owner of any coffee establishment, but I will tell you what I have acquired over the years. A serious need for coffee.
Six years ago, I made the "mistake" of sipping my first cup of Starbucks coffee. And from what I can remember, it was a tall cafe mocha. Can anyone say 'heaven in a cup'??? I have banged my head against several brick walls for that day. And I didn't even have any kids at that point. Hmmm. Mommies, I think you can imagine where I am going with this.
Starbucks Mommies, listen carefully. I KNOW you know what I'm talking about when I say "addiction". It's a dangerous thing that starts out so innocently. "Come on, kids. Let's just take...a drive." You tell yourself, I won't go there today. I won't spend $20.00 of my husband's hard-earned money on caramel macchiatos and birthday cake pops (those are for the kids) and fat-free very berry coffee cake (but I mean at least it's fat-free). But I just need a COFFEE! All the while, you know that little tan-colored establishment with the siren logo branded on the front of it is exactly where your soccer mom mini-van is headed. Starbucks Mommy Addiction (SMA) is a serious illness and should not be taken lightly. But never fear. Help is here.
I'm on a mission to help RSMA's (Recovering Starbucks Mommy Addicts). You are not alone. In fact, as you travel the blog, you will find that you are all in very good company. :)
My name is Brittany...and I am a Recovering Starbucks Mommy Addict. :) Please join me, as I take you on a journey of Starbucks Mommy Addiction Recovery, experimentation with crunchy little coffee beans, chocolate, coffee flavors, aromas, and lots and lots of whipped cream, and hilarious "mommy" stories to help get you through the morning...
