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| - My name is Eryn, and I'm addicted to Starbucks.
I had only been to this Starbucks a few times over the last four years of living in Pittsburgh, but over the last week, I've found myself here four times. The weekday morning rush isn't so bad after 10, it kinda calms down a little and you can actually read or function without the deafening roar that you get in here over the weekends. They have several comfy chairs, and tons of uncomfortable booth and chair space.
I was completely satisfied the occasions that I came here in the past, until yesterday's visit. I ordered a grande cold brew, sweetened with 2% milk. I received a sweet as sin Carmel thing. It looked like cold brew, but It was not good. I drank it anyway. When I finished it, I took it back up, along with my friends coffee, to get refills. Somehow, his Venti Cold Brew with 2% turned into my weird caramel thing, and he couldn't drink it. Mine came out a little better than before, but was still off. Mind you, I have cold brews at least once a day everyday, all over the city. I don't know how you can mess this up. Maybe it was just a weird Friday morning thing, or a miscommunication. It's no going to swear me off of this place, in any way.
I've got a blueberry muffin and hot coffee today, and they're pretty darn good!!
Happy Eating!
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