One double-double please!

This morning I woke up and to my surprise, I couldn't recall my dream (see post of Call of Duty) As such, during class I was wondering what to write about when I remembered that my brother had recounted his dream this morning to me.
First, I'll give you an introduction to my brother. He is six years older than me, and loves coffee. And as every coffee connoisseur knows, the best coffee to be had in Columbus (or Cananda) can only be obtained at the magical establishment that is known as Tim Hortons.
Tim Hortons is a Canadian coffee shop known for its frugal prices, amazing coffee, delicious doughnuts, and let me not forget to mention the tempting Timbits. When my family moved to Canada in the late 90's, Tim Hortons was one of the few places we frequented, due its perfectly-brewed coffee, its inviting atmosphere and its general ambiance. It was the first time that I also heard another word: double-double. It was the Canadian way to order a coffee with two creams and two sugars. To this day, my brother tries to order his coffees by saying, "I'll have a double-double" even when we aren't at a Tim Hortons. Although I am raving about their coffee, I have a confession to make: I never order coffee at Tim Hortons. I'm just not a coffee drinker. I am more partial to the hot chocolate and my favourite baked good that I have not seen in any other coffee shop: the chocolate danish. Those two items are enough to send my into a blissful state that can only be broken by the slow ebbing of the sugar rush the danish provides.
Anyway, back to the dream. It started out in our Columbus apartment. Apparently, on a whim, we decided to visit every Tim Hortons location in North America (no easy feat, there are almost 3500 locations, mostly in Canada). The four of us (my parents, my brother and I) piled into our family minivan and started the long journey. We would pull in to the drive through of each Tim Hortons and order away. Curiously, my brother noted that I was the one ordering double-doubles and he was ordering a chicken salad sandwich instead (my current favourite at Tim Hortons). After visiting a lot of Tim Hortons, my brother got very full. Then, he proceeded to keep ordering the sandwich but would throw it out right after we left the drive through. That was when he woke up.



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