Starbucks by any other name is still the same old-old. There are a few around Paris and one a few steps from our door. We had vowed not to go the Starbucks routine while in Paris, but then we figured, perhaps they actually knew how to make coffee here unlike they do at home.
So in I went with L&P and was promptly tossed out. No dogs. What???? In France? Are you kidding me? It isn’t even in a free standing building, but attached to one of those passage way groups of shops with all the fronts opening to the passage, so if you enter Starbucks, it means your feet are barely out of the passageway. So we left (after ordering our drink they tell us that). Fortunately I had not paid for it yet. Apparently Starbucks thinks it is operating with the US health codes???
L&P can visit almost any restaurant, even Laduree, a stuffy white glove tearoom. So, sending Starbucks a big fat raspberry from the L&P adventures in Paris. L&P rate them a big fat 0. Thank goodness we have Pete’s Coffee &Tea at home and can continue to boycott them.
3 comments:
I love L&P's stories! Following you blog has been a blast! I will be sad when the Paris trip ends. Today's story had me laughing out loud! The nerve of Starbucks!
ZoeysRents (woofboard)
Hey Momo and L and P and Dad! I love reading your adventures in Paris. The boys love seeing the pics. They don't care too much for the stories, but think the pics are really cool! We miss you! Poo on Starbucks! We don't go there here either.
Bah humbug to you too, Starbucks. The BEST thing about France (besides the deelish food - i.e. petit pains au chocolat) is that they are lovers of les chiens. Not allowed to take your dogs into Starbucks? Now that's just WRONG and very un-French of them!!
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