I love my coffee and can't quite do without having a caffeine jab in a day. Any overdose of almost anything as a rule of thumb, is going to have an adverse effect and the same hold true for coffee drinking.
Consuming 5-6 cups in an afternoon for an entire week, shall just about reach that point of diminishing returns for me.
What has been happening lately when I have not been blogging is that, I have been practising some latte art - the often enticing, eye-pleasing work of art that sits on top of your lovely Caffe Latte. I have to admit one can't quite get there without wasting a considerable amount of milk. And the pouring has taken me - a long time to get past the internal organs stage of latte art.
Embarrassing as it is, I have decided to share with you a chronicle of my progressing learning curve. Please note the use of your imagination is a prerequisite in appreciating (some of) the art involved.
Day 1 - 2 : Nothing happened but repeats of this disappointing lump of foam.
Day 3: An attempt to wiggle "something" - I refuse to admit it looks like an insect, so - a bat it is.
Day 4: You messed up, but learned to cover up with some chocolate sauce, just about passed the eyes of the beholders.
Day 5: This has to be a rose. Come on, it has to be. Ok. A wilted rose.
Day 6: A Rosetta or a fern - Withstood under a strong gust of wind so half of it got blown away.
Day 7: A side view of rose petals. No?
Day 8: Christmas came early - can you see Santa Clause smiling at you?
Day 9: Just when you thought you got a slight hang of things...a bear and an octopus came to haunt you!
Oh well, I can also do a rendition of my small intestine...and yes I can pour a mean pancreas too and my spleen ain't bad either!
Practice makes perfect they say. At least I am pulling pretty good shots and steaming useful microfoam on day 10. Till the next time you meet a horizontally grown Alampy - wish her luck!
