Mocha with love
It's the little things that count.
Today's little thing began when I gave in to temptation and decided to try out the new espresso joint across the street from work (Café Amici I think is the name). I normally don't drink coffee during the week, but whatever, it was one of those days.
So I ordered the decaf mocha with soy milk. And when I went to pick it up, I looked down and noiced that on top of the drink, the barrista had made a white heart with the soy milk and foam.
I thought that was pretty cool.
2 Comments:
I'm surprised you didn't automatically assume she was hitting on you. Which must mean the barista was a guy or else I'm sure I would have heard about yet another coffee shop worker trying to sleep with you.
I don't drink coffee, but if I did, it would make my day better if there was a heart in my cup.
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