Carrie H.
Yelp
I got loose the other day and went to HEB up here and decided to pay Dutch Bros a visit (it was right in my field of view). Have not been to one since last year in Kennewick, WA with my BFF and I am still trying to get my A1C down from it. SWEEEEET, yowza. This time, is was not that way. When I figured out how to drive through the drive-thru at 3:30pm (sorry to the lady I accidentally cut off, I had no idea until I saw your chrome shining in my rearview). The girl came up and was VERY personable taking my order and since I had no idea about the menu I had already passed, she suggested something like a more with dark chocolate and hazelnut and caramel and I said put it on ice and I'm sold. Keep forgetting you have to check out and tip there (still seems odd to me to tip before you get to your drink) and I worked my way up to the little window and they gave me some psychedelic sticker (?) and my drink. It was ok, not super flavorful but not stupid sweet either and I appreciate that. I slurped on it all the way down Willis-Waukegan, a happy camper. What is up with the wacky sticker? No pics, I was driving and slurping. I am still a Hellcat girl though.