Thursday, July 12, 2007
A few hundred calories, anyone?
I was having coffee at a certain well known coffee chain early one morning, and the staff put out a sample tray of something called a mocha-raspberry-something-or-other. Not exactly what momma taught me about the components of a good breakfast. Even the sample sizes were way too gooey looking for me to want so early in the morning. Not surprisingly, after half an hour the sample drinks remained untouched, leading me to believe that the Toronto public has better judgement than to eat dessert for breakfast, no?