Ummm yeah. I’m sorry? I guess. Well, not really. It is with very mixed feelings that I bring you this raspberry mocha frappuccino. The addict in me is both thrilled to be able to make this at home and a bit apprehensive of the sheer number of blending sessions sure to ensue.
Ever since finding homemade versions of nearly all my favorite Starbucks drinks, I have cut down my trips to said coffee shop drastically. I could probably count on one hand (okay, maybe two) the number of times I’ve been this year. My most recent trip was out of desperation, a trip on a Monday after a spectacularly awful week. This was my insurance that this week, yes this week, was going to be better than the last. (It totally worked – it’s some kind of magic, I think.) The week was a vast improvement and at the end of it on Saturday was this. A homemade version giving me the power to remedy all future bad days from the comfort of my own home.