Word: foams
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...three flavors: black, with sugar and with cream? That was before 1985, when Howard Schultz opened his first Seattle coffeehouse--later named Starbucks--and taught caffeine-craving consumers from Birmingham to Bangkok that what they really wanted was a $4 venti extra-hot triple-shot latte, easy on the foam. With 7,500 shops in 34 countries--plus supermarket sales--ringing up revenue north of $4 billion a year, Starbucks has become a global iconic consumer brand, as well as the place millions of people hang out, read, listen to music, take off their shoes and hop online...
Upon returning from my botched mission, I was graciously greeted by my host and her bathing suit-clad posse, who invited me to Harvard’s first-ever foam party: Mather Lather. It was then that I reluctantly discarded my preformed opinion of Harvard’s social life and opened my eyes to reality. There were hordes, (and anyone around last year knows I mean literal hordes), of students roaming the streets looking for a good time...
...agonize over Ditalina’s tears. Our entrees—a choice of salmon, chicken, or eggplant parmesan—arrive, and our table bonds as we try to piece together the clues. All we end up piecing together are the strange color-coded pieces of foam on our table, until one amateur sleuth discovers that these foam slips actually signal to each waiter which entrée the guest pre-ordered. The salmon is a tad overcooked, and the chicken is basically a glorified chicken nugget—a slab of white meat covered in golden fry. Popular...
...world-famous cookies. No house is more imbued with Harvard’s history—it was the first house, named for Harvard’s first president and presided over by the first dean of the College, Chester Noyes Greenough. Mather can have all the foam and hot air its “war department” wants, but Dunster has traditions greater than any house—from the long-time House librarian and composer-in-residence, Charlie, to the fabled Goat Roast...
...particularly outstanding. Yet this production is incessantly likeable, propelled by the sheer enthusiasm of the cast. The entire enterprise is so cheerfully bizarre and unrepentently unsophisticated—the eponymous frogs, hopping to dreamily surreal live guitar (courtesy of the Makoto Concern), wear goggles, green tank tops and foam froggy headbands—you can’t help laughing at even the worst puns. One only wishes there was no intermission—the 10-minute break in this short play brings the comic momentum to a screeching halt just when it’s gathered to a head...