Starbucks coffee prices are falling like the stockmarket: not the hot and cold beverages served from behind green aprons of sexy, cool baristas; but the beans sold in pound and one-half pound increments. They are trying to lure their following back in. People have tired of $5 coffee and peppermint sticks. Inside super-chain cafes in Manhattan, very few still sit with laptops, drinking free re-fills of wireless internet all afternoon. Starbucks is out of style in NYC. The summer of 2008 has brought change here. Not even iced, frothed drinks keep us coming back.
Pikes Place blend has returned . I’m not too found of its rather pungent aroma, but I bought a bag as a result of the recent media blitz released by the marketing geniuses who are doing all that can be done to keep Starbucks in the black. The chain re-released its original blend of coffee in response to recent economic heartburn. I bought a bag, being a big coffee queen.
My lover a I go through a pound a week. Our new cappuccino machine is fantastic– electronics combined with the power of steam. It spits out espresso so delicious that one does not have to add steamed milk for mountainous texture.
Now Starbuck’s Breakfast Blend is only $9.95– the same price as Pike’s Peak Blend. That’s down from a jolt of $12.95 for a pound of the pigmy toe shaped beans. I once paid over $20.00 for Starbuck’s Black Apron blend. It goes good with bud.
The coffee fad has come to a close in Manhattan and I’m stocking up. Starbucks has announced sharp declines in revenues and my busy mind is being blessed.
The number of perfectly air- conditioned coffee shops will soon be reduced due to customer demands. Within the last five years, New York City has been grinded into a giant, double-whipped mocha, stirred with thin fancy cell phones and flavored with a few Blackberries. They have a store on every corner now.
Everyone has been high on coffee. I’m glad to see the buzz shops closing down.
Wealthy decedents of plantation owners frequent the fledgling chain in the spring of 2008. Blue collar drinkers can no longer afford the perks in life. It’s back to Maxwell House for us.
As the price of oil soars and milk reaches $6.00 a gallon in town, it’s only a matter of time before everyone, even the rich, become chocked full of nuts and decide that coffee tastes better at home, without all the bitches around, soaring on a combination of caffeine and crack; searching for free packets of Splenda and Equal, due to their addictions to stimulants.