Yesterday, I ran into one of my favourite cousins unexpectedly, and we had coffee together in an elegant city centre spot that she hadn't been in before.
Normally, I have espresso, or espresso macchiato when I am out, occasionally interspersed with with a cappuccino or café au lait. And, between November and early March, I will sometimes have a mug of hot chocolate, a drink that goes awfully well with dark, depressing days, (although yesterday was an unexpectedly delightful early winter's day, with a shining sun, and stunning skies, and extraordinary lights and shadows).
Anyway, the menu mentioned a thing called 'chai latte' and what it described as a 'dirty chai latte'. I had never heard of either, and had to request supplementary information from the charming young waiter (yes, real table service, bliss….) In any case, it transpired that the latter was some sort of chai latte with a double shot of espresso. Curiosity compelled me to try it out, as I had loved the spiced teas of central Asia. This was sublime - a perfect winter drink - and one that didn't even require sugar.