When the choice is available I'm a Peet's kinda guy myself, but "burnt" espresso or no, Starbucks has brought decent coffee to parts of the country where this delicacy was unknown twenty years ago. Many of you insolent young pups weren't drinking the blood of the bean back then, but I was, and I remember... On a roadtrip today one has a reasonable expectation of finding potable coffee, yea, even in West Bumfuck. It was not always so. You won't catch me sneering at the green-and-white.
Also, they market a canned creation called a "Double Shot," a guilty pleasure of mine, that ought to be a controlled substance.
cordially,