Last month, dual other Delish editors and we motionless that once a week, each week, we’d press postponement on a day’s news and indulge a nostalgia. We’d write to we about blasts from a past, like purple ketchup and Kudos bars, and you’d eat that shit up—just as we all had decades ago.
You see, a ’90s and early aughts were times when people could innovate with desert (I repeat: purple ketchup), so we knew we wouldn’t strech a bottom of a good any time soon. But this week, something happened that we hadn’t anticipated: we went to put coop to paper palm to keyboard to write about one of my favorite treats from yesteryear, a Banana Mocha Frappuccino from a early 2000s, usually to have Starbucks tell me it never indeed existed.
Apparently, a thing we prolonged for most—the splash we motionless to make a theme of my initial Flashback Friday post—never was.
To a honeyed Starbucks deputy who emailed me to kindly “confirm that Starbucks had a Banana Frappuccino on a menu in 2006” though abandoned my insistence that it was mocha-flavored: we don’t doubt you…too much.
Here’s how we remember it: The year was 2006, and we had usually finished my sophomore year of high school. we hadn’t nonetheless sworn off coffee and a visit lavatory trips and heart palpitations it came with. we favourite a ambience of it—when masked by large dollops of churned cream and clumsy pumps of chocolate. My cousin had introduced me to Starbucks Frappuccinos a year before. The Caramel Frapp was my gateway drug.
I dabbled with other flavors, carrying brief trysts with a Vanilla Bean and Java Chip Frappuccinos. Then (again—as we recall), Starbucks launched something magnificent: a Banana Mocha Frappuccino. we lived for it. we had one many times that summer, vagrant my mom to watch me expostulate to Starbucks for one. (I usually had my learner’s permit, we see, and indispensable a semi-willing and means adult to lay shotgun.) My dad, afterwards a visit Starbucks-goer (now, he’s some-more of a area coffee emporium guy—shoutout to Blvd Coffee!), reveled in a fact that his daughter now partook in his coffee runs instead of simply angry about how they done her late to whatever insignificant eventuality she was perplexing to get to.
The banana season was subtle, like a strike we get when we supplement usually a few solidified slices to your smoothie, not a sickeningly honeyed Runt-like flavor. we was already a bonafide chocoholic during 15-years-old, that done a mocha my favorite part. Honestly, it’s a best Frappuccino that ever (never?) existed. we can still see a print unresolved on a window of a Starbucks during a opening to a mall.
Here’s where we run into that whole dangerous anecdotist thing, though—because Starbucks insists this was never on a menu. But we swear I’m not creation it up, so we motionless to do some investigate of my own.
A series of banana-ish Frappuccinos have existed, and many were introduced or invented after we graduated high school, that doesn’t fit my timeline. The internet pulls adult formula for Frappuccinos with a names Banana Cream Pie, Banana Split, Banana Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Covered Banana, Banana Nut, Bananas Foster, Banana Caramel, and usually plain ol’ Banana. But nothing of these are my Banana Mocha. Half of these are tip menu creations, so I’m certain we could alloy a Mocha Frappuccino to spin a Banana Mocha Frappuccino.
I don’t unequivocally know where to go from here, so I’ll spin to you. we can’t wish for something to lapse that apparently never existed in a initial place (or so says one Starbucks rep). Do we remember this mystical, fabulous Banana Mocha Frappuccino? Together we could make a difference. We could debate for Starbucks to put it on their menu. Are we in or what?
To summarize: we theory a lessons we can take from all this are that (a) I’m a liar—maybe, and (b) memories don’t have to be secure in fact, as prolonged as they make we happy. we wish a subsequent time we embark on a tour to a past, I’ll not have totally done it up. (Please tell me orange Tic Tacs unequivocally did exist…)