When I order my coffee in the morning I feel like a Labubu toting teenager. For it takes me roughly quadruple the time to order “an iced white chocolate matcha latte with oat milk” compared to the person next to me’s simple “Americano”.
Although delicious, my preferred beverage is not exactly a mature drink request – and now that the government has announced both milkshakes and lattes will be hit with a sugar tax to help tackle child obesity levels, it’s never been more embarrassing, infantile or unhealthy to have an eight-word-long coffee order. Worryingly, mine isn’t even the worst of it; there are banana bread, carrot cake, and blondie brownie options, too.
