If you’ve been reading here for awhile (or you follow me on social media) you may have realized that Jer and I go to Starbucks a lot, no matter what city/country we’re in – sometimes we go everyday (#noshame). I used to feel really bad about, like, I’m in places that I’ve never been to before, and I should try their local cuisine which by default would include local coffee shops and not giant American chains.
But why should I feel bad? I think Americans try so hard NOT to be immediately recognized as American overseas. Sure, I try not to be the annoying example of a typical American, but to be fair, I try not to be annoying at home either. And I can’t help it that I really like Starbucks. Those Refreshers are so damn good and just packed with caffeine.
Probably the most important aspect in why I still go is consistency. I’m a new-ish coffee drinker (I only started drinking it when we decided to move to Europe), so having a consistent taste when I order is imporant to me while I still work out what I like. We do still go to local coffee shops (and you know about my obsession with the lattes at Bar Luce and Museo Gucci), but I can always count on my beloved Starbucks to make a cup that tastes the same from Paris to Tokyo.
Finally, when you’ve been away from home as long as we have, it’s nice to have a place that’s recognizable. I like walking in and knowing what’s on the menu, what the ordering process is like, and that I can easily get on wifi. It’s comforting and familiar, and humans are hardwired to like those feelings.
So, while not the most exciting of posts, and apologetically absent of a plethora of photos, I thought it would be nice to say once and for all that I’m never giving up my Starbs. Even if it makes me look more American than a camoflague hat and cargo shorts.