At least, that's what Starbucks would have you believe.
Get ready for Chestnut Praline Latte.
The perfect beverage to wash down those holiday meals, don't you think?
It's Starbucks first holiday drink in five years, and industry experts think it's the chain's answer to the Pumpkin Spice Latte at Dunkin' Donuts.
Starbucks told the folks at Fox News that their drink is "inspired by the time-honored holiday tradition of warm roasted chestnuts… with freshly steamed milk and flavors of caramelized chestnuts and spices." You can add whipped cream and praline sprinkles, if you wish.
If you're salivating, grab a napkin or a bib. The drink won't be available nationwide until November 21.
I really enjoyed the the Town Point Virginia Wine Festival this past weekend. I had a chance to meet Senator Mark Warner and Mayor Paul Fraim. Speaking of Senator Mark Warner don't forget to exercise your right to vote on Tuesday November 4th. Great wine and good times! Theressa
For the like of me I can't fathom the popularity of TV reality shows. Particularly The Real Housewives of wherever variety. You know the type. I'm talking about the ones where they assemble upwardly mobile, attractive women who behave ugly. What's so entertaining about that? Reality TV is akin to WWF wrestling. No. I take that back. Participating in the WFF involves a degree of athleticism. To be in a reality show you pretty much have to be devoid of civility, easily provoked and lacking compassion. Glamorized vulgarity and a sense of materialism are also desirable. There's nothing "real" about reality TV. People change whenever there's a mike or camera around. They become self-conscience of how they look and speak. Reality TV shows may not be scripted but I'm sure the participants are given some sort of story line to follow, and are probably coached in what to say or how to behave. Even the term reality TV is bogus, a misnomer, a contradiction of terms. I watch TV to escape reality. If I wanted reality, I'd shut the TV off and talk with my sons about their goals in life.
On second thought – pass me the remote.