I have a Dunkin’ addiction.
I got hooked on the Pumpkin Spice Latte a few years ago thanks to a free sample at the end of the Baltimore Running Festival. Every fall, I start craving Pumpkin Spice Latte, and I indulge through early winter. In the past, once they stopped selling the seasonal drink, I was cut off and it was good.
This winter, however, Dunkin’ introduced a Caramel Macchiato, and it was bad. I could barely pass a Dunkin’ Donuts without going in for a coffee drink. And I can’t blame it on the caffeine because I drink decaf. I think it’s the sugar.
A month or so ago on a car trip, I got one Caramel Macchiato at a rest stop and it was so good, I got a second at the next stop. Two Carmel Macchiato’s on a car trip is one too many. My stomach was not happy, and I hoped I had remedied my addiction. But no such luck.
So a few weeks ago, I decided to kick the habit. I went cold turkey. No more Caramel Macchiato. It helped that the weather was trying to improve.
But then, on Mother’s Day, a Dunkin’ Donuts opened one block from my house. (There were already two within a half mile). And my son woke up extra early to walk down and get me my Mother’s Day present — a bacon egg and cheese croissant and a Caramel Macchiato.
I guess every mom has a right to indulge her addiction on Mother’s Day. Especially if it’s a present from her son.
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FranklyStein is a blog by Chesapeake Family Magazine editor Betsy Stein, who lives in Catonsville with her husband, Chris, and four children, Maggie, 17, Lilly, 15, Adam, 15, and Jonah, 11.
