I admit it; I love coffee. Now, I’m not a coffee snob, however, I choose not to give my hard earned money to the “Evil Empire”. I won’t say say them by name (because I really dislike doing that). However, unless you live in a cave, they are the coffee company that’s literally on just about every street corner, they heat their milk too hot and it’s just a mediocre product, at best. Ok, so I really dislike them. Alas, I digress…
Within the last couple of years, a new coffee place has emerged, called, Dutch Bros. I really enjoy their large, hot, caramelizer. I don’t do cold coffee…ok, maybe I’m a smidgen of a coffee snob.
My 10-year old daughter adores going to Dutch Bros. When I treat myself to a coffee, she is typically treated to a medium, chocolate Frost (aka a milkshake). I should interject, there is a Dutch Bros. in the city we live in, but I typically frequent the one near my job, as it’s closer to me. My daughter actually comes to work with me, before and after school, because her school is near my job.
That being said, a few times, I have had to sneak out to get my coffee when she has been with her friends or at school. Dutch Bros. has a stamp card too. Every 10 drinks, gets you a free one.
Now, I used to leave the stamp card in the center console of my pickup. Until one weekend, we were waiting for my husband to pickup his car and she started looking at the card. UT OH!!! This child remembers EVERYTHING! I swear, she’s part elephant….
I see her start counting the stamps. As she is always with me, the stamps should be an even number. Now, I’m in trouble. I hear, “You went to Dutch Bros. without me?” She sounded dejected. I confirmed I did, out of exhaustion, one day. That was true, I had been exhausted. My sad child turned into a psychotic demon, who I could have sworn was foaming at the mouth and in a demonic voice bellowed, “YOU WENT TO DUTCH BROS. WITHOUT ME!!!!”
I was in trouble. For all you parents who have ever silently eaten a cookie or piece of candy, that you had hidden from your children, and then get busted mid-chew…I was busted like that.
It cost me a a Frosty to make it up to her. I’m such a softie (and ok, she’s a bit spoiled too). Now the card is kept in my wallet, for I still sneak a coffee here and there. The other day, as I was paying for our drinks, she said, “let me see that card”. Oh boy…she’s on to me. I laughed it off and quickly changed the subject. I know she didn’t buy it. It will cost me later on; of this I am sure. She’s holding out for when she really needs to use it against me.
We do enjoy Dutch Bros. very much. They have good products, reasonably priced and the customer service is stellar (no matter which location we’ve used). Plus, I love my daughter’s pure joy and over-excitement at being treated to her favorite drink: a chocolate frosty (esp. when she gets a pink straw)!