I have an addiction.
I think about them all the time, I’ve dreamt about them, I make excuses to get out of doing things to have them.
The 'them' of this story is Campos’ Coffee Thickshake.
I used to be addicted to cola, had a brief liaison with coffee and a four year epic with The OC. None of those dalliances can compare to the power this Coffee Thickshake has over me.
Served in a beautifully crafted metal cup, the strong, robust, sweet flavour washes over you as soon as the straw, which is freestanding in the drink, hits your lips. It is like God and Ronald McDonald had a beverage baby, and hot damn, it is all that is right with the world.
I was first introduced to this perfection whilst having breakfast with my cousin; she told me how she was out to brunch with a friend who ordered one. Rightfully so, she got drink envy, and returned to Campos the next day. She was a convert, and thankfully my teacher. After hearing this story we decided that going to Campos that weekend was the only solution.
When the day came I was anxious; it was like a first date. What if I don’t feel the spark? What if I don’t order an appropriate meal to accompany it? Upon it’s arrival at our table, I realised there was nothing to worry about. I had found the one.
The way the condensation beaded on the outside of the glass, the thick milky coffee slid down the side of the too full cup…it was a sight I will never forget. With hesitation, I took my first sip; I was overcome with sensory overload. I had never tasted something that tasted that beautiful…and I knew I had to have it again.
The weeks went buy and the notches on my shake cup increased to the point I was making the trip to Campos four times a week, sometimes in secret.
This was when I realised I had a problem.
Generally when people come to this realisation they find a way to overcome the problem. I’m not the rational type; instead decided I had to spread the word of the shake to anyone that would listen. Upon reflection I think I’ve started a small-scale cult…oh well.
How does this relate to today’s RDO? Well today I initiated my eighth convert. Despite the cold Queensland temperatures at 8:30 this morning (it was probably 22 degrees or something), the latest thickshake drinker received the drink glowingly and will pay this act of beverage kindness forward.
As I finish up today’s post, I would like to leave you with some advice. If you are near a Campos, go; go directly to Campos and order one. If they are closed, camp our and wait. If you are not near one, fly to your closest and get one. You have to get them into your life.
They are perfect; they are like a crackshake.
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