Lots of drink options on the board, but my eyes make a beeline for the top drink and I don’t move down the list. I am having the Bowl of Soul. But then I look at the ingredients, and I gag slightly. Chamomile tea? Heresy. I can’t drink Chamomile tea! Then to make it worse, soy milk. Gag me some more. The honey and dusting of ibarra chocolate redeem the whole thing. Slightly. Can I do this, I ask myself? If I don’t do it now, I won’t ever come back. And in the grand scheme of things, what’s choking down one chamomile tea/soy milk concoction going to really do to me. Nothing. Nothing at all.
So I gather up my courage, cross the rubicon, and order the damn drink.
We find a table and while our time away, looking through my friend’s instagram pics. And then it arrives. A really tall cup with a skewered tea bag resting on the top of a thick head of (soy!) foam, with a stylish chocolate heart dusted over it all.
I nonchalantly let it sit there…cooling…don’t want to burn my tongue, I’m sure it’s really hot. Finally, I can’t stall any longer. I take a tentative sip. And then another more assured one…and yeah, okay, it’s not bad.
It’s not bad at all. In fact, it’s flipping AWESOME! I love it. Really.
I drank chamomile tea with soy milk and I liked it. A LOT.
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