October 7 – Day 281

It was cold.
It was rainy.
It was not National Frappe Day in my heart.
But it was National Frappe Day on nationaldaycalendar.com, and I’m it’s bitch so here we go…

I went in to the neighbourhood Starbucks (yuck, I know) and had a gander at their Frappe menu

Overwhelmed by the seemingly endless combinations of  coffee, chocolate, peppermint and caramel, I settled on a good old fashioned

Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino® Blended Beverage

I say to whatshisname behind the counter that I would like a Pumpkin Spice Frappe made with coconut milk please and he responds, with an all too smug smirk, that they don’t do ‘frappes’ here, that’s McDonald’s (he is haute couture and I am so white trash). I was like aren’t you all soulless multinational corporations that underpay and over work your employees and wreak havoc on the environment and local businesses?

Anyway I ended up with a Frappuccino® Blended Beverage in the end

It was pretty gross, which I was prepared for

I tried to pawn it off on Duncan but even he was leery of the strange scent and flavour

Would have preferred not shelling out $7 on icy sugary guck, but somebody’s gotta celebrate everyday literally