Starbucks Scene

Sunday morning, I was at my usual Starbucks on the way to church. There was a family of three consisting of mom, dad, and a boy about five years old just in front of me.


Mom placed her order and the barista asked, “Would you like Pike Place roast or dark roast?”

“Dark roast,” was her reply.

Then the little boy piped up: “I prefer dark roast, too!”

I laughed and said, “Hey, the man knows what he wants.”

I then placed my order: “Grande. Dark roast.”

The mom turned to me, smiling, and said, “It comes highly recommended.”