The warm
muffin crumbed in my mouth, I was at Zumbuck's, a cafe and just took a nibble of
my cinnamon muffin. It simply made my heart melt and my mouth water almost like
it was begging for more! The smooth batter made me slouch in my chair and the
crumbles of cinnamon soothed my anxious throat. After 3 delicious bites, I
slurped the most wonderful chocolate milk I could ever imagine! It trickled
down my throat like a waterfall! Everything was familiar, I have been going to
Zumbuck's since I was the age of one. The dark green tables and chairs to
college flags hanging from the ceiling, softly waving from the wind as a
customer opens the door and quickly closing it not to let the cold air in! I
love Zumbuck's because I’ve been going there since I was one, the cinnamon
muffins are scrumptious and the chocolate milk is exceptional.
The
first reason I love Zumbuck's is because I have been going there since I was
one. I am very comfortable there! I am comfortable there because the smell of
coffee beans and tea fill the air forcing you to take a deep breath! Zumbuck's
also feels very quaint, I think the dark green awning in the front makes it
look extraordinary. And lastly it's also very cozy because all of the nice
people who work there! When you walk in you always get a warm smile. You feel
totally welcomed as the door slowly shuts behind you.
Another
reason I love Zumbuck's is because of the muffins. I adore their cinnamon
muffins because of the crunchy cinnamon specs in the smooth batter! I also like
them a
lot because of the soft, creamy swirls in the center. When I bite into
it, I feel as if I just opened the most beautiful present in all the world.
When you bite into the batter, it easily and gracefully goes in your mouth for
you to enjoy every bite! As you hold it in your hands, you feel relaxed as you
slowly walk to an empty table by the cold, frosted window. You can see one car
after another as people walk their dogs and their cheeks glow like a cherry in
the sun.
Finally,
I love Zumbuck's because of their glorious chocolate milk. It’s not too
chocolaty or too sweet. The syrup is always perfectly blended with the milk.
When you take a sip, it seems to bring me back to all my memories of when the
sun soaked my arms at the beach or when I’m bundled on the couch watching a
movie with a cup of hot cocoa warming my hands. It refreshes my dry, hoarse
throat. After it trickles down your throat, you feel a rush of happiness and
great joy!
I'm laughing with content as we
leave the little brick building. My heart melts with joy while I finish the
last of my chocolate milk. I jumped in the car and tightened my seat belt. As
we drove down the road I thought about
the chocolate milk, the muffin, the familiar faces and objects. I look out the
trunk window only to find the little cafe getting smaller and smaller in the
distance as the car smoothly glides along the black, tar road.
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