It was December of 2002. We met in a Starbucks in NYC, the city that never sleeps. (Perhaps because of you…?) I didn’t expect you would have such an affect on me. But now, I find myself looking for you after every Halloween…anticipating your return.

You are chocolate. You are coffee. You are peppermint. You are a cup of Christmas; a walk through an evergreen forest; a rich, minty reminder that life is good. In the midst of a hectic shopping experience, one sip of you and…clarity. Other drinks aspire to be like you because you are perfect.

You are also nearly half of my recommended daily caloric intake.

This has been an unfortunate discovery.