|The Atlantic? The Pacific?|
Guess really fast because I'm about to tell you.
But this post isn't about lakes masquerading as oceans or confused travelers. It's about soy chai lattes, which have been sorely lacking from the blog for awhile now. More specifically, it's about the soy chai latte I had today at Alterra Coffee, a small and locally-owned chain of coffeehouses in the Milwaukee area. Alterra has ten locations - in downtown Milwaukee, on the University of Wisconsin Milwaukee campus, at the local airport, at local malls, and more - it's essentially the local Starbucks. On both of my trips to Alterra, I've gone to the UWM campus location (located a few steps from the lake), which is a big two-story free-standing building with fun-colored seating outside and an artsy, rustic sort of vibe inside. It has seating upstairs and down and feels cozy and welcoming, unlike many of its larger competitors.
|The husband - isn't he pretty?! Okay, maybe not so much in this picture.|
Eating brownies does not normally cause him face-altering pain.
|My sister-in-law, Saralyn. Yes they |
did pose in the exact same chair.
For those who are interested, the husband declares Alterra's coffee (he thinks it was a Columbian brew) to be "zesty, sharp, poignant; it stings the nostrils and punches the taste buds." In case you can't tell, that means it's good. Saralyn, my sister-in-law, had a white chocolate mocha, which she found to be "yummy, white-y, and mocha-y." (Lame!) Also, "better than Starbucks and it's called a Mocha Blanca. I'm not good with words. It was good and I didn't get jittery afterwards." However, the husband found his brownie to be quite underwhelming so you may want to stick to the beverages. I also bought a tin of Alterra's Blueberry Rooiboos tea, which sounds and smells amazing and comes in a cute tin that seems to have been hand-packed. I wanted to taste and review it for this post but it's loose and I don't travel with my tea ball so that will have to wait.
After posing for pictures in their garden, we took our drinks over to Bradley beach to shiver barefoot in the wet sand and wind while some romping bedraggled dogs twisted their leashes around our ankles and windsurfers flew about. It was nice. Happy Labor Day, all.