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If It Ain't Broke Why Fix It?

If you are an avid reader of my blog you will know that I am completely and madly in love with the corporate coffee monster called Starbucks. In short, I heart Starbucks. 

Why do I love Starbucks so much? I love Starbucks because when you go to a Starbucks you always know what to expect. This applies to all Starbucks (except the one's at Barnes and Noble; they suck) no mater what city or country you are in. Whether you are in an airport, a hotel, a mall, or even a rest stop along the highway (yep, they are popping up everywhere) they are all the same. 

I live for the Grande soy latte. Live for. I am one of those unfortunate people who cannot tolerate milk so the soy is a must have. Over the years I have grown to love the soy. Love the warm vanilla taste. Love the thick constancy. Love the warm soy foam. Love it. Need it. Can't live without it. 

You see where this is going don't you?

Last week I noticed that my drink tasted a little but off. I thought that maybe they mixed up the milk and that is why the flavor tasted a bit like dish water. The next day I ordered the same and this time I watched them to make sure they were in fact using the soy. They did, and when I left I was a bit taken aback when I tasted the same watery drink when I got home. I started thinking (as I always do) maybe I am pregnant and so maybe my taste buds are off. 

When I went back the next day I asked my favorite barrista if they started using a different soy milk and yes, of course they did. I was completely horrified to find that this was going to be a permanent change. As in forever. As in no more Starbucks for me? Gasp.

I refused to be beaten. I asked for sugar free vanilla in my drink in the hopes that it would bring back that warm vanilla flavor of lattes past. Nope, still tasted like shit. Today I added mocha. Better, but now just tasted like warm chocolate shit. Shit with more calories and sugar. Not exactly what I was looking for. 

I know what you are all thinking. Just make the damn thing at home. Yes, I could have coffee at home, but it will never be the same. It's the experience that I love. The little man and I no matter what the weather take our 15 minute stroll the the Central Square store. I love ordering my favorite drink in my personal cup. I love that first sip as I exit the store. In the summer I love stopping at the park while my little man runs around and I drink that soy deliciousness. 

So now what? At this point I don't really know. I have heard from the store that everyone is complaining but the problem with giant greedy corporate monsters is that they don't care. Apparently they had a focus group who said they didn't notice a difference (my ass) so this is unlikely to change. There is an organic coffee shop just down the street from my beloved Starbucks and I may have to give them a chance. 

It's just all so sad. Not in anyway to be compared with the horrors that exist in the world, and I am not in anyway trying to present this in that way.

I really just want to know if it wasn't broke why did you have to go and fix it?

Argh.

Egg Update.