I’ve been hearing about La Isla’s Cuban Lattes for a while, so the other day my friend Meg and I wandered over before work to try one out. Since it was about 4,000,000 degrees outside we opted for the iced version. Sans sugar too, cuz Meg and I, well we got enough sugah, honey.
Totally kidding, people.
Anyway, the lattes are excellent. We are fans. In no time we were racing each other to the Path station in a caffeine-induced energy spurt, entertained (read: annoyed) everyone on the train by talking loudly and giggling, and then got to work and promptly fell asleep.
So go get a latte at La Isla and pep up your weekend!
Full review of La Isla coming soooooooon……