The last of Starbucks' Xmas coffee range
Nov. 21st, 2010 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
narcasseLast week I had the chance the try Starbucks’ Gingerbread latte and Peppermint mocha. Of the two drinks it was the gingerbread latte that I’d expected to prefer which is why it came as a surprise disappointment when the ginger content just didn’t taste right. Of course this stems from the fact that I’m use to either strong Eastern ginger drinks or, on one occasion, a rather stunningly good Jamaican honey & ginger tea. Perhaps there’s something about the equatorial regions specifically but any ginger drinks that come from those areas tend to be the right sort for me. There’s probably also an issue of the gingerbread latte being a milder ginger mixture rather than the striking, medicinal, ‘you are ill, take this unlabeled powder mixture from the motherland and it will make you well’ variety, plus the usual issue that I don’t normally drink lattes anyway.
The Peppermint mocha, which I had as a decaf, soy blend on the other hand really was lovely. The mint flavour was a perfectly memorable flavour that I can’t quite recall. It might be seaside sticks of rock or Murray mints or something of that sort but it really was a pleasant flavour that I’m certain should be the stuff of childhood nostalgia. Of course it might be the stuff of ‘book childhood’ as a friend once termed it, book childhood being the childhood you never had but read so much of that you almost lived it. Though, admittedly, having seen the moral of Enid Blyton’s story about pulling a miserable face and the wind changing so that you’re stuck like that, in action, I feel that there’s probably a ready blending of fact and fiction there i.e. the wind might not change and force someone’s face to remain that way forever but if they do pull that face often enough it reaches a point where that starts to become the natural fall of their features.
In other news, the key to not having to wash the taste of peroxide out of my mouth for days afterwards turns out to be not attempting to swallow excess saliva while I have the teeth moulds in my mouth for a half hour. I’m also working out how much of the gel to put into each mould, which is useful since a quick Google tells me that more than 35% carbamide peroxide might cause chemical burns. This is only the second application and my teeth do seem that little bit whiter, and there’s no damage, or at least nothing my dentist commented on last week. Even the small chips at the front that I can feel with my tongue aren’t anything to worry about and I’ve been assured that they’re perfectly normal, and a little difficult to do anything about unless they’re obvious.
As for my latest tag, while, yes, the casing isn’t exactly a non-removable block device, it does tend to function that way when it comes to the human body.
The Peppermint mocha, which I had as a decaf, soy blend on the other hand really was lovely. The mint flavour was a perfectly memorable flavour that I can’t quite recall. It might be seaside sticks of rock or Murray mints or something of that sort but it really was a pleasant flavour that I’m certain should be the stuff of childhood nostalgia. Of course it might be the stuff of ‘book childhood’ as a friend once termed it, book childhood being the childhood you never had but read so much of that you almost lived it. Though, admittedly, having seen the moral of Enid Blyton’s story about pulling a miserable face and the wind changing so that you’re stuck like that, in action, I feel that there’s probably a ready blending of fact and fiction there i.e. the wind might not change and force someone’s face to remain that way forever but if they do pull that face often enough it reaches a point where that starts to become the natural fall of their features.
In other news, the key to not having to wash the taste of peroxide out of my mouth for days afterwards turns out to be not attempting to swallow excess saliva while I have the teeth moulds in my mouth for a half hour. I’m also working out how much of the gel to put into each mould, which is useful since a quick Google tells me that more than 35% carbamide peroxide might cause chemical burns. This is only the second application and my teeth do seem that little bit whiter, and there’s no damage, or at least nothing my dentist commented on last week. Even the small chips at the front that I can feel with my tongue aren’t anything to worry about and I’ve been assured that they’re perfectly normal, and a little difficult to do anything about unless they’re obvious.
As for my latest tag, while, yes, the casing isn’t exactly a non-removable block device, it does tend to function that way when it comes to the human body.
