Day 21 #SOL17
Hello! My name is Chris and I am an addict.
It all began about thirteen, fourteen years ago at a local coffeehouse that had just opened. The place was large, dark, and had a certain appeal. Well, let’s just say it was my type of place—tea and good music.
A coffeehouse always had an appeal for me. Maybe it all began with that television show, Friends. Or maybe it was just the need to find a spot I can call my own. Whatever it was, I was there and it was where I drank my first, chocolate chai.
No, I am not Sam Spade, but I always did have a thing for Dashiell Hammett’s wit and writing. Nick & Nora movies were it for me. The humor, the horses and the style of that era. William Powell was what I wanted in a man—a little dirt, a little wit, a lot of smarts, and looks good in a tux. But alas, wrong time period.
Oh, yes, my addiction. I would visit the coffeehouse every day for my chocolate chai. I was “Norm” to the people who worked there. It got to the point that as soon as I entered, the milk would be steaming!
It became my visit before school. Then, I would dash on really cold days during school. I would have after school book clubs with students at the coffeehouse. And then, there was the Poetry Slam at school where the students were able to slam at the coffeehouse. I found every possible reason to go to the coffeehouse for my fix. Friends even had a surprise 40th birthday party for me there. However, one of my fondest memories is reading The Adventures of Edward Tulane in a booth with tissues and my chocolate chai.
Then, I changed jobs and my chocolate chai addiction had to be curbed. The shop did not open before my drive began. Which led me to give into the worst possible habit for independent coffeehouses: Starbucks! Yes, I gave in! I did, I did, and I am not ashamed. Grande, non-fat, no water chai! Daily! I missed the chocolate, but let’s face it chocolate was an easy fix. But, as we know all good things must come to its end and I didn’t need Nick or Nora cornering me in a room to bring this to my attention.
Next along this journey, was a report on NPR about saving money and the amount that can be saved by giving up the visit to Starbucks as well as other venues for the fix. My eyes popped and I thought I must to put an end to this! You can do it! For crying out loud, your mother stopped smoking cold turkey.
But alas, I could not do it cold turkey. The temptation and addiction was too strong. I was just not strong enough, so the digestive gods had to intervene. Lactose intolerant!!!! Will this madness never end?! Okay, okay, I got the message. No more chai or chocolate chais. The horror! The anguish!
Enter the gastroenterologist, who was a very kind man. He should be awarded the Nobel Prize because he said, “One or two a week won’t hurt you. It’s not that much milk.” God Bless You!!!!!
So now, it was a weekend treat! Starbucks and the local coffeehouse. I can control this. I did control it. The coffeehouse or Starbucks on the weekend worked. I even got my own latte machine to make my lactose free lattes at home. Life was good, until….
Now the addiction is raging again! Is there a Chai Latte Anonymous anywhere?
Chocolate chai. It’s just like a dame….