When I got to the counter, I had zero idea of what I wanted. That’s right. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Niet. So I panicked, and ordered an iced double tall skim white mocha.
Alex picked up the cup and told me it looked little and pitiful, so I told him to make me whatever he wanted. That’s always an interesting choice. This is what he did: 1) pulled 4 shots of espresso over some white mocha syrup 2) swirled the espresso to dissolve the white mocha syrup–very important step, and often overlooked when baristas make white mochas generally 3) poured the espresso/white mocha into a venti cup filled with ice and whipped cream 4) shook it like a mad man–without spilling it everywhere 5) poured it into a venti cup 6) realized it didn’t need that much room, and poured it into a grande cup.
And damn if it isn’t delicious.
There’s no milk in it, so the whipped cream basically acts as the milk. Genius. I would tell you to get one, but I don’t even know what you would want to ask for. Maybe just say “quad espresso con panna w/white mocha over ice, shaken”. If you have a very good relationship with the barista, you could probably just whip out my blog post, point to the directions and say “I want that.”
Hm. Like I said, really good relationship with the barista. Good luck!