The only cup of Starbucks that I have drunk was at a regional hospital after mom had her stroke. I had spent the night with her and when the nurses came in the next morning to bathe her I asked where I could get coffee. The nurses said there was a Starbucks in the Oasis. I stood in line for several minutes as staff workers ordered coffee with just about anything you could imagine added. When I got to the front of the line I asked for coffee, black and the barista just looked at me like he was waiting for the rest of the order. Finally, I got my coffee and it was some of the worst I ever tasted. This was before the owner made his political stance. I won't ever go to another.
