Pictured: These people having good overpriced fluff-drinks, and Rally Chicken hanging out with a framed photo of Richard Nixon.

Ordering something with two #brands for a name kind of makes me feel dumb. That ridiculous Pokémon Go Frappuccino is delicious, though, and I feel kind of stupid admitting it.

I think the part that rubs me the wrong way is that Starbucks didn’t give it a real name. It’s not a Razz Berry Frappuccino, based on the in-game items that likely prompted them to put buttloads of tasty berry stuff in the drink. It’s not even something more normal like a Berry Surprise Funtime For Your Mouth Hole. No, it’s the friggin’ Pokémon Go Frappuccino.

I had to roll through the drive-thru in the Lancer, the Tire Annihilator‚ĄĘ, quietly sigh in despair at what life has become, and ask, ‚ÄúDo you guys still have that Pok√©mon Go Frappuccino?‚ÄĚ all while facepalming at myself on the inside, as there was no Pok√©mon Go drink advertised on the menu boards for the drive-thru. (I would have felt slightly less dumb if it had been listed. Slightly. Maybe.)

I mean, kudos to the Pokémon Go team for making me feel like I’ve resigned myself to eating brand names instead of edible foodstuffs. It’s the most obvious of obvious tie-ins. To their credit, there was also an additional pokéstop added to the Starbucks for me to twirl for items while I waited.


But yeah, give the Berry Taste-a-Paloozaccino a real name next time so I feel less dumb. Thanks in advance.