That's right, I'm going to be snooty and say "autumn" instead of "fall." Because "autumn" just sounds that much nicer - like the ring of an ill-advised, so-called original baby name [Another thought: Isn't it weird how we call them "baby names" when they're names babies will also eventually grow up to continuing having? I guess "people names" isn't as pleasing to roll off the tongue.]
So. The Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte is back. Wait - let me rephrase. The Pumpkin Spice Latte is back!!! (This news truly forgoes all AP style rules.)
I actually didn't realize it was coming back so soon - last year, I remember stumbling across it only as early as November, which with the cold and Thanksgiving and the drenched Ugg boots and harvest-y stuff makes more sense. Good thing for Starbucks it was nippy in the Northeast this week (which was, in fact, glorious). I bet they planned it that way.
Regardless of the timing, I am super jazzed about its return. So delicious. So holiday. I think Labor Day is even further improved by this pumpkin-y addition to the usual sandy hot dogs and powdered lemonade.
Score. Will probably return tomorrow. Shh - I get skim milk. And no whip. Erm, maybe no whip.
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