An Ode To Pumpkin Spice Lattes

As much as I love summer, there is something magical about fall. I get to pull out all of my leggings, yoga pants, boots, flannels, scarves, and oversized sweaters and go to pumpkin patches. It's a basic white girl's paradise. Plus, hockey, football, and basketball season begins and Affy Tapples become a staple in my diet. All of these amazing things still don't live up to the best part of fall; Pumpkin Spice Lattes.

Pumpkin Spice Lattes are like Krabby Patties. Remember that episode of "Spongebob Squarepants" where Squidward kept on making fun of everyone for eating Krabby Patties, and it turned out he had never even tried one. He then tried one and became addicted. It's the same with PSLs. Every time I hear "of course you like PSL's, your basic to the core" I reply with, "have you ever tried one?" Nine times out of ten the person has never tried one, and when they do they fall in love.

That is because PSL's are heaven in a cup. You place your order at Starbucks and anxiously wait for the barista to call your name. Seconds turn into minutes, and minutes turn into hours. You sometimes find yourself pacing, and then you hear your name.

For the first time you're not pissed that the barista spelled your name wrong (I can't be the only one with this problem) and you smile like Spongebob when he discovered that Squidward liked Krabby Patties.

You smell what is inside your cup. It's not a smelly smell that smells smelly (yes, I'm still quoting Spongebob); It's a beautiful smell that smells beautiful. It smells like happiness. It's a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. Although other restaurants make great PSL's, nothing beats the OG PSL.

And then comes the first sip. Little bits of heaven hit your taste buds as infinity scarves, changing leaves, pumpkin patches, and UGG boots dance in your brain. It's officially Fall, and more importantly, it's PSL season. It's the season created for all basics out there, the one season where we can be our basic selves and not be judged for it. And if you do get judged, just remember the dude rolling his eyes at you has probably never experienced the heavenly delight of PSL's, so he's the loser in this situation.

So thank you Pumpkin Spice Lattes, you manage to put pumpkin pie in coffee form and we all love you for it. And to all of the friends I am bound to make while waiting in line at Starbucks while we both wait to order our PSL's, I can't wait to meet you.

Report this Content

More on Odyssey

Facebook Comments