I’m not sure why I ordered the latte. I like my coffee black, strong, and crazy hot. This is comforting compared to the wake-me-up, kick in the pants I get from my usual brew. It is a midnight in Paris. Its aftertaste reminds me of a walk in the rain.
P.S. I no joke ordered this latte because it was called “Midnight in Paris”. It’s from a local coffee house in my hometown. I picked it up on the way to the library. It has lavender and french vanilla in it. It might have converted me. It’s that good.