...to do some serious research last week.
I had planned to do a little Autumn giveaway today...
but things didn't work out the way I planned.
Last week I visited a Starbucks drive-through.
For the sole purpose of buying a "Pumpkin Spice" coffee drink.
My brilliant idea was to try three different lattes and then give away a gift card to the best one.
To one of you.
Because it was officially the first day of autumn on Saturday.
Oh boy oh boy.
Just because it's over 100 here in Arizona doesn't mean we don't get excited when pumpkin flavors come out.
We feel a little bit like Jimmy Buffet...
Instead of being 5 o'clock somewhere...
...we know with great certainty that it's autumn 'somewhere'.
Mr. Jenny handed me my steamy cup as he drove away.
I inhaled the aroma.
It didn't smell pumpkin-y.
It turned out to not actually be pumpkin at all. I think it was salted caramel.
I drank it anyway.
And planned ahead for pumpkin spice.
On Saturday, Mr. Jenny went to our favorite coffee place in the world.
I don't know if you have a Dutch Brothers coffee near you, but if you do you already know how great their coffee is.
"Pumpkin spice, please," I requested. "I'm trying to do a taste comparison so I can do a little blog giveaway."
Mr. Jenny came back about fifteen minutes later.
I'm not sure what he gave me.
But there was no pumpkin.
And no spice.
Sunday, however, I thought things were going to change.
Mr. Jenny wanted to go for a drive and I spied (with my little eye) a Dunkin' Donuts!
"Stop! Stop!" I shrieked.
Mr. Jenny does NOT like it when I do that.
But he complied.
"A small pumpkin spice latte," I said into the tinny speaker. "Pumpkin. Spice. Latte. Pumpkin. Spice. Latte."
I repeated myself.
I resisted pumpkin donuts.
All I wanted was my pumpkin spice latte.
I had Mr. Jenny wait while I opened my little cup.
Hooray. There were spicy looking sprinkles on the top of the foamy latte.
After a few minutes I took a sip.
And there was no pumpkin in there.
Not a drop.
Just some moderately bitter coffee with milky foam and spice sprinkles.
I put it down in disgust.
"Pumpkin spice is stupid," I told Mr. Jenny.
"I hate pumpkin spice anyway. Stupid fall. Stupid coffee places. Stupid idea to do a stupid taste comparison for a giveaway anyway. Grrrrr."
Mr. Jenny tried to stay out of my annoyance.
He pretended to be looking out the window.
He drank his own plain latte.
After a few minutes he thought I was calmer and suggested, 'Why don't you try and do a taste test NEXT week?"
I muttered a little bit. "Stupid pumpkin. Stupid fall. Stupid coffee places."
Then I turned the air conditioner way down in the car...
...to feel more autumnal, you know?
And I decided I would try again this week.
Let's hope the plan goes better this week.
Even without a pumpkin spice giveaway.