My friend Shaun described the seasonal Pumpkin Spice Latte at Starbucks as, “tasting like ham”. And, if you consider the crunchy sugar coating of some maple hams, in a way he's kind of right. And yet I still enjoyed this uber sweet, once a year kind of drink. It made me weirdly wired and felt like I was doing something mothers wouldn't approve of by imbibing so much sugar in the morning.
But what do you think?