Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Coffee................1 (Latte)

Ever since I started this blog, my life started to get busier and busier......


I'm gonna post things and PICTURES later.....in a wrap......hehe.....am a lazy person.....still can't pick up the habit to blog at least.....every other day......but this time...its gona be a topic.....a "feature".....wannabe feature writer....hehe


This post is about-------coffee!!!!

I name this post "Coffee...............1", hope to blog more....like chapters....like life.....

I have different perception for latte art.


My Latte Art (for now)

A glass of hot latte...with pinch of brown sugar or a pump of caramel after lunch or in the morning...is really like heaven to me, especially raining afternoons.

For hot afternoons, it has to be iced latte, without sugar.....less ice.....hehe

For really good mood afternoons, the lattes are always sweeter......


The Latte Art


























My latte....always comes with at least some brown sugar.....or vanilla....or caramel......

After the incident, my latte is always without sugar now...........
Sounds so sad, hmmm.......on the other hand, I can take things which are bitter, tougher.....am stronger...........


I don't like to change.....always so wanted to stay at my own comfort zone.

Stay spoilt.

Stay sleepy.

Stay drunk.

Stay lazy.

Stay forgetful.

Stay being selfish.


Love is like coffee........

When you're at the beginning stage, pick flavoured latte.
They have vanilla, caramel, green tea, mocha, hazelnut, butterscotch......
You are at the starting point, so you are always choosing.


When you're in love, it's ice-blended.
You'll take all the good and bad of your the other half......
Blend everything, sweet and cold.


When you're jealous, cappuccino.
The bitterness is there, with lots of foam.....
You need to finish the foam to get the coffee......it's what you always do when you try to dig the truth in jealousy.


When you found bad things, macchiato.
The trust gets less.......starting to fight.
Haven't break up, there's still some milk.


When you fight, it's americano or long black.
The milk goes away, you need the bitterness, but a the same time, you need water.

When you just break up, espresso.
The bittest for the hardest.
A coffee version of tequila shot.


When you are recovering, it goes back to latte, but plain latte.
You get the milk back, but the sweetness goes away, no flavour at the moment.


When you reach another searching stage, it might go back to flavoured latte........or it will go to tea....


Hmmm.......hehe.......

That's why I love coffee so much.........



*to be continued...

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