Soy Lattes

I had a soy latte the other day; I didn’t like it at all.  It left a burnt, slightly bitter aroma in my mouth.  This was not helped by the fact that I paid extra for this drink that I did not like.  Worst of all, I was given a little card to indicate that my drink was “clean” of any contaminants such as regular milk (I like drinks “contaminated” with regular milk!).  Everything about it was wrong for me: the taste, the price, the pretension; it didn’t work for me at all.  But I was sure glad I bought it.

It’s one of those things that you never really know how good it is until you try it.  Like eating that third Big Mac, or fake yawning to put your arm around a girl.  It’s probably not going to work, but occasionally you might hit that home run and eat a delicious meal or get close to that one special girl.  In this instance, my hopes of a delightful beverage turned out to be a repulsive refreshment but that won’t stop me from trying to find that diamond in the soy latte.