In the middle of the bible belt...

...and still feeling like I am right at home. 'How?', you many be thinking. Starbucks. No matter where I am, Starbucks is always the same. The drinks taste the same, the atmosphere is the same, the baristas have a similar look about them. Typically, I find that not to be a good thing. When I visit a new place, I like to experience the local establishments; see what people do differently based on their geography. And Oklahoma City was no exception. At first I went searching for local gems and found a couple very delicious places that I wish I could bring back home with me. But sometimes you get home sick, so I made the long trek over to a local Starbucks (they are pretty scarce downtown OKC). Stepping out of the inferno that is the OKC weather and into the Starbucks store, I felt like I just stepped through a teleporter and wound up back in TO. Sometime that is a good thing because as much as I hate Toronto, I also love Toronto.