Coffee-hopping. It’s a coffee lover’s dream. Think bar-hopping without possible DWIs and lots of caffeine.
Rindy and I planned a fun adventure around our area to head to several coffee shops Friday night and drink a sampling of various coffee drinks to determine which place had the best a) specialty drink b) regular coffee c) mocha d) café au lait or e) other. Rindy chose to taste various regular coffees, and I went with a café au lait.
We started this journey at 5 p.m. at our favorite coffee house. Minutes later (and almost a car fight later – long story) we were ready for our second cup, but first, a stop at Olive Garden. Food to soak up the caffeine.
It was about 8:30 when we headed to our second coffee shop (that’s what happens when you get caught trying on bridal dresses when you aren’t a bride…another long story, will get to it tomorrow), and, please remember now, this is FRIDAY night. 8:30 p.m.
Second coffee shop? Closed.
Drive further down the road. Starbucks? Closed.
Disappointed, under-caffeinated, and thirsty, we debated on whether to head to McDonalds or Sonic for coffee. For COFFEE. It was a sad choice, but Sonic won.
And lost. In a way.
(P.S. I really do like McDonalds’ mochas.)
It took three minutes for someone to take our order. Three Java Chillers. (Our other friend, who shall remain nameless because it was she who registered the official complaint, had joined us at Olive Garden and reluctantly decided to join us on our coffee binge.) Ten minutes later, we were still waiting for our drink.
Dude pulls up in a hooptie next to us. Dude gets out of car and goes and talks with his girlfriend. Dude gets drink. Girlfriend leaves work to sit in the car with him.
Fifteen minutes later (and still no drinks), Friend Who Shall Remain Nameless had found Sonic’s complaint phone number.
“It wouldn’t have been such a problem if we hadn’t seen him go up to the window and get his drink before we got ours – and I didn’t see any money exchanged,” she said.
I have part of the exchange on film. She wasn’t trying to be funny, but it was downright hilarious.
We left that Sonic drinkless. After all, Target closed at 10, and we needed to do some mournful shopping as we didn’t get our Java Chillers.
Target’s food court area actually had coffee, and I purchased a delicious (if possibly non-caffeinated) caramel macchiato for $1.10. Yummmm…
Oh, and at about 11 p.m., Rindy and I hit a different Sonic on our way home. Service? AMAZING. Couldn't have been better. Java Chillers…not so much.