What in tarnation is a Chai Tea Latte?

Few things offend my palate as much as the sickly, saccharine taste of the ‘chai tea lattes’ that have come to dominate the American coffeehouse scene. When the febrile liquid trickles down my throat, I control my gag reflex as my muscles tense up in revolt against the industrial aftertaste of these concoctions. “Chai tea latte”, my mind translates in puzzlement, “milk tea tea milk?”. The drink’s real name is reduced to a feeble cultural signifier and propped up with hackneyed terms to clarify its nature to an alien audience. I have never been a picky eater…