Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Liquid Apple Pie

So, I've made friends with one of the RA's in my building.  He's not my RA, but he's my favorite.  He was the first person I persuaded to play DDR with me in the Rec Room.  Anyway, whenever he's manning the front desk, I always stop to chat.  So, I was coming back from emptying out the convenience store with my end of the week leftover food swipes, and who was at the desk, but my favorite RA.  I offered him some of the swag I got, Starbucks frappuccino bottles, chocolate pudding, apple juice... And he got really excited about the apple juice.  How can you not get excited about apple juice?  It's delicious and awesome, like childhood.  Anyway again, I gave him a bottle, and we began discussing the wonderfulness known as apple juice.  All of a sudden he became really excited again.  He told me I must go to Starbucks (everyone lives off of the Starbucks on our campus) and order "apple juice with dolce something," which apparently translates to cinnamon dolce syrup to the starbucks employees.  So sunday morning I head in, get coffee cake and order it, getting corrected by the cashier who skillfully interpreted the meaning from my incoherent stutters.  I got it, it was no great beauty as some Starbuck's drinks are.  It looked like apple juice in a Starbucks cup and nothing more.  Then, I took the first sip.  The first sip was like... super mega amazing, autumn captured in a cup, liquid apple pie and really delicious.  Unfortunately, subsequent sips were really intolerably sweet and gross, but it has not tainted the memory of that first perfect sip of fall.

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