
One fateful day, five years ago, my husband and I were driving on a highway between New York and Pennsylvania when we stopped at a rest stop, most likely because I had to pee. While we were there, he bought a vanilla latte at the Starbuck's. Back in the car he offered me a sip, saying that I might like it because it was sweet. I don't like coffee, no not me, I am a tea drinker. But, I took a sip Continue Reading