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I am a transplanted Bostonian.  Moving here from another, warmer, city has been an adjustment, to say the least.  And yes, I have adjusted.  I don&#39;t break out into a cold sweat anymore because of a snowy forecast.  At this time of year I can say, &quot;33 degrees?  Nice!&quot; and only be half kidding.  Bad drivers on 128 don&#39;t scare me (much) anymore.  But my transformation can only go so far.  There is one thing, a small thing really, but a thing that is at the essence of being a Bostonian, and that thing is one thing that I still do not get.</p>

<p>I do not understand the obsession with Dunkin&#39; Donuts coffee.  </p>

<p>I am a Starbucks person.  I can&#39;t help it if I like my coffee strong and tasty.  I prefer to buy my coffee in clean cafes with good music and a relaxed vibe.  I get nervous at the lines at the Dunkin&#39; Donuts, which remind me of the lines at Taco Bell.  The service is invariably bad.  Yet the natives love it.  I have made it a point to appreciate the hometown brew, and my attempts have failed miserably.  I cannot stand the watered down chemical brew that Dunkin&#39; coffee is.    </p>

<p>Unfortunately, we&#39;ve moved to a neighborhood where there are no Starbucks cafes within walking distance.  I so miss walking to Starbucks!  Instead, we have a Dunkin&#39; Donuts shop.  It is small and crowded and the decor is alarmingly pink and yellow.  Still I persist and I go in and order coffee every once in a while because I need to find a product that I will like so that I don&#39;t have to get in the car to get my caffeine fix, even if the pink store has no seating.  Besides, there are some smart people in this town and they can&#39;t all be wrong.  So I&#39;ve ordered regular coffee with milk.  It is absolutely tasteless, since it usually has been sitting in the machine for God know how long.   I once ordered a &quot;specialty&quot; coffee, something called a toasted almond, which tasted like burnt engine oil smells.  Had to dump that in the garbage can right outside the store.  But last week was the worst experience of all.  The shop committed a cardinal sin; a sin so egregious I feel like the shop staff has something against me - personally. </p>

<p>Initially I was full of hope because the sign outside read &quot;REAL LATTES&quot;.  My mouth literally salivated.  The coffee in the picture did in fact look like a latte, all tall, dark and handsome with a light layer of foam.  I went inside, happy in the belief that at last I had found my beverage.  I order my &quot;real&quot; latte, and do you know what they did?  Can you handle it?  They made my &quot;real&quot; latte with <i>drip coffee</i>.  There wasn&#39;t an espresso maker in the store! </p>

<p>Now that is just cruel.</p>
