Slice of Life - Starbucks

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Longtime readers of this blog - and my students - know my obsession with Starbucks. We don't have one in our town. There are great things about small towns and others that aren't so great. You can get a Cafe Mocha at McDonalds, but it isn't the same. There are a couple of places in town that do sell them, but they aren't open when I'm going to work. And I do so love Starbucks.

One of the best parts of break is that I can drive to Champaign, the closest Starbucks, any time I want. The hour drive round trip is completely worth it. One sip and, ahhhhh. 

Starbucks makes me think of this poem by William Carlos Williams 

TO A POOR OLD WOMAN 

munching a plum on
the street a paper bag
of them in her hand 

They taste good to her
They taste good
to her. They taste
good to her

You can see it by
the way she gives herself
to the one half
sucked out in her hand 

Comforted
a solace of ripe plums
seeming to fill the air
They taste good to her

The way that woman feels about plums, I feel about Starbucks. It tastes good to me. Now, off to get one.