If you’re still recovering from The White Lotus season finale (spoiler alert if you haven’t watched it yet!)—and don’t have any lorazepam on hand—consider doctoring up your morning coffee with one of the most unintentionally hilarious product tie-ins I’ve ever seen: Coffee Mate’s White Lotus Piña Colada Creamer.
Yes, Coffee Mate conceived of the tropical cocktail-themed flavor (and its companion, Thai Iced Coffee Creamer) based on season 3’s tropical Thailand location—without knowing the key plot point that (spoilers!) piña coladas nearly took out the entire Ratliff family. (The Coffee Mate team all found out when we did!) And yes, the White Lotus team actually told the Coffee Mate folks that “Oh, you know, piña colada is a really good idea, you should go in that direction,” according to an interview with The Wall Street Journal.
But you’re probably wondering if the most dangerous flavor of Coffee Mate creamer ever created is actually worth the risk—and I’m here to say, absolutely. After carefully consulting the ingredient list—no pong-pong fruit to be found—I went ahead and popped a generous pour into my morning coffee. With a flavor like piña colada, it had to be iced coffee, of course.
The coffee gives Coffee Mate’s coconut-and-pineapple concoction the dark notes that rum provides in the cocktail, and it isn’t as cloyingly sweet as some piña colada mixes I’ve tried in the past. (The creamer flavor hits a little stronger on the coconut notes than the pineapple ones.) I’d honestly consider blending it up with a little rum and a few handfuls of ice after work for an easy cocktail, too. But even enjoying it in the morning in front of the computer felt like a little bit of vacation—as long as I kept my eyes closed.
(P.S. The Thai Iced Coffee flavor is actually even tastier—but doesn’t have the same getaway-in-a-mug vibe as the Piña Colada creamer.)
Maybe I can’t score a meditation session with Amrita or a massage with Valentin. But a little bit of coffee creamer could make a chilly spring day feel a little more tropical. Did I have the urge to lounge around my house in a caftan, yelling “Piper, no!” and “lorazepam?” Absolutely.