When I was a teenager, my friends and I used to cosplay as adults by going to our local Starbucks and grabbing a drink to go. Too young for coffee and too hopped up on the special occasion-ness of it all to buy a simple cup of tea, we would instead pick up a whopping great cup of syrup, milk and cream (how adult!).
This beastly creation is known more commonly as a ‘frappuccino’, an entirely made up portmanteau of frappé and cappuccino, the kind of term sure to give any passing Italian an aneurysm.
