Nina Lalli from the Village Voice says that the flavored coffee
movement has, by and large, passed her by. One day she wakes up, smells the Starbucks Gingerbread Latte, and
wonders, "Am I the weird one? Is my "small coffee with milk—no sugar" a sign of my utter
party-pooperness?"
In a world where every coffee establishment competes to offer more and better, and more oddly-colored, Christmas blends, flavors and sweet additions, is it bah-Humbug-ism at its worst to pass all this by for a regular, ordinary coffee with milk?









