I love coffee and I’m nosey, sue me.
My usual is black coffee with a splash of oat milk.
For the longest time, it was an oat milk latte with lavender syrup. Tragically, I made the grievous mistake of moving close to a downtown area full of coffee shops. It allowed me to order one whenever I wanted it. I went mad with power. It pains me to say that I’m now pretty much sick of them. Don’t be like me, kids!











