I am a Starbucks junkie. I am. I can not deny it. Coffee is my weakness. My grandmother (who I comfortable call Mamatey) used to serve my brother and I coffee with our breakfast. Now you must think this is so bad, caffeine for a child, blah blah...Mind you I am 33 and a normal height with a great brain and in perfect health. I used looked forward to this coffee because it came with a piece of bread (depending on her mood toast with a little sugar and cinnamon, … more