Will Drive for Dunkin’: A Love Story
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Will Drive for Dunkin’: A Love Story

Do you ever find yourself doing something completely ridiculous, fully aware that people might question your sanity? Well, let me introduce you to my personal brand of crazy: the 45-minute round trip for Dunkin’ coffee. Yes, you read that right. Nearly an hour of my precious time for one glorious, caramel-drizzled cup of joy. And no, I regret nothing.

    My caffeinated weapon of choice? The illustrious Caramel Craze Signature Latte, iced and large because anything smaller is a crime against humanity. Picture this: rich caramel flavor, luscious whipped cream, and an artistic caramel drizzle cascading down like a golden waterfall. Honestly, it’s like drinking happiness with a straw. Mmm, pure bliss.

    But wait—the plot thickens. My first-ever Dunkin’ experience was on my honeymoon in Florida. Romantic, right? While some people fall deeper in love with their spouse on their honeymoon, I fell head over heels for a plastic cup filled with liquid gold. From the very first sip, I knew I was in a committed relationship with Caramel Craze. My husband? Oh, he’s cool too.

    After returning to Kentucky, I was Dunkin’-less and devastated. Back then, Dunkin’ locations in my state were as rare as a unicorn sipping iced coffee. Every time I craved that caramel delight, I was met with sorrow and a sad, subpar attempt at homebrewed coffee. But now, Dunkin’ shops are popping up like caffeinated blessings all over Kentucky! Yet… and this is the real kicker… none of them quite match that Florida Dunkin’ magic.

    I don’t know if it’s the salty sea air, the Floridian sunshine, or maybe even the alligator-shaped clouds, but that Sunshine State Dunkin’ just hits differently. Another reason to move to Florida, right? Sure, family, friends, and career opportunities are important… but have you ever had a Caramel Craze on a beach?

    So, the next time someone judges me for my Dunkin’ dedication, I’ll just raise my oversized cup proudly and say, “Judge all you want, but you’ll never know true happiness until you’ve experienced caramel euphoria.”

    Cheers to unnecessary road trips and excessively large iced coffees. Worth it? Absolutely.

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