I did stop at Kiva Han...and got a grande Venetian Blend (black, ALWAYS black). It's funny that Venetian coffee makes me think, not of Venice or something picturesque like a quaint italian village situated on a sloping hillside... but the Venetian hotel and casino in Vegas. A serene gondala ride...in the middle of the desert. It is a lovely casino though, and they have nice bartenders.
Back to the Venetian Blend. Joe Kiva Han worker asked if i would like room for cream (a typical coffehouse inquisition when one orders a house blend). When i said no thanks he replied with an "I thought so". So it seems the kiva han folk know me a bit better than the starbucks folk. Though i think it's more because i switch up my order periodically at starbucks (a latte here, a carmel machiato there) whereas at Kiva Han, no matter what the blend, I always order a black coffee. Then again, i don't think the starbucks people attach faces to drinks so much as they know wacky coffee orders. No one forgets the 5 pump, 4 in the raw, cafe mocha guy. Translation: a cafe mocha with an extra shot of chocolate and 4 packs of sugar. (no I'm not in some sort of coffee mafia - my co-worker orders this ....say it with me now....HABITUALLY). I'm less worthy of being remembered at starbucks for my very uncreative typical off the menu orders. They'd probably know me if i ordered something wierd like 5 extra shots of espresso.
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