This was an uplifting read that hits me back to fun memories.
While I don't drink coffee myself, I have the similar sentiment when it comes to food.
Anti-retailers can hiss all they like, but KFC saved me in China much like how Starbucks saved you. One time I was at a "renowned" Chinese restaurant in 1999 eager to try their local delicacies such as deep fried snake and roast duck. Turns out service was bad, price was overrated and the gruelling long waits were unbearable. So finally had enough of it, left the restaurant in disappointment [shocking the waiters on the way] and finally went to a KFC. Bought a ginormous bucket for a good economic deal, service was fast, plus tastes way better than American and European KFC's.
I finally ate fried snake and roast goose at other better restaurants at better deals and services. KFC, however, was a lifesaver.
Mickey D's saved me numerous times in the Indian Subcontinent as well when my tongue can't handle vegetarian or curry dishes.
Turns out Ray Croc's vision of turning Mickey D into a worldwide real estate-restaurant hybrid chain of spacious clean buildings, fixed prices (with no tips) and fast services worked like dick!
May the Starbucks spirits continue to bless thee and beyond.
I think I’d drink lousy coffee before I’d sit and listen to the Foo Fighters. But that’s big talk, of course, since I’ll never really have to deal with that choice in real life.
It just wouldn’t be morally okay for us to not congratulate ourselves publicly this way, and hard as it is for to do our duty, we do it. That’s why they call it “duty,” of course.
But what’s the coffee like now in the Kissa’s that remain?
Same. This is Japan.
[cackles in glee]
This was an uplifting read that hits me back to fun memories.
While I don't drink coffee myself, I have the similar sentiment when it comes to food.
Anti-retailers can hiss all they like, but KFC saved me in China much like how Starbucks saved you. One time I was at a "renowned" Chinese restaurant in 1999 eager to try their local delicacies such as deep fried snake and roast duck. Turns out service was bad, price was overrated and the gruelling long waits were unbearable. So finally had enough of it, left the restaurant in disappointment [shocking the waiters on the way] and finally went to a KFC. Bought a ginormous bucket for a good economic deal, service was fast, plus tastes way better than American and European KFC's.
I finally ate fried snake and roast goose at other better restaurants at better deals and services. KFC, however, was a lifesaver.
Mickey D's saved me numerous times in the Indian Subcontinent as well when my tongue can't handle vegetarian or curry dishes.
Turns out Ray Croc's vision of turning Mickey D into a worldwide real estate-restaurant hybrid chain of spacious clean buildings, fixed prices (with no tips) and fast services worked like dick!
May the Starbucks spirits continue to bless thee and beyond.
Cordially,
DLP
I think I’d drink lousy coffee before I’d sit and listen to the Foo Fighters. But that’s big talk, of course, since I’ll never really have to deal with that choice in real life.
Oh I’m with you in the Foo, which I find unlistenable. And glad people with impeccable music taste such as ourselves mention this.
It just wouldn’t be morally okay for us to not congratulate ourselves publicly this way, and hard as it is for to do our duty, we do it. That’s why they call it “duty,” of course.
Sustenance!!