I am sitting here holding this little 3 x 4.5 inch book and hold on. In just a minute, I will know how Starbucks Via, described as a “revolutionary instant coffee” can change my life.
Oh, my. I can add it to bottled water. If I am taking the red-eye and there’s no Starbucks, I can shake some in hot water. Who knew? And if Aunt Harriet is boring me with her stories of hydrangeas, I can drink just a cup and not wade through an entire pot.
But what’s this? Aunt Harriet looks suspiciously my age. And I like hydrangeas. And what are those words coming out of Aunt Harriet’s mouth? Looks like “Blah, blah, blah.”
So do I like Via? Not so much. Not so much as hydrangeas, even. On a scale of 1-10, a little better than Sanka, I’d say.