In Between Shots
you get to know them by
a) the no. of shots
b) the type of milk or the lack thereof
c) sugar or without
d) and sometimes (much to my resent) hot or hotter.
prescribed cups in process the moment they cross the traffic light, across the road.
today, single machiatto continued that he met up with his ex girlfriend for the first time in nine months since they broke up. he said “she’s lost in fashion world.” i said “milan?”, he asked “how do you know?” because you’re an italian but obviously not from milan. unlike his compatriots, he adds sugar.
last week, triple shot latte with a drip of vanilla non-nonchalantly confessed that his boyfriend is diagnosed positive. i made the correlation between him being tall, dashing and sweet, and his syrup of choice.
yesterday i find out that he used to lay his hands on you. on a side note, your daughter radiates the most beautiful energy i’ve ever encountered. i usually do not endorse syrups in coffee, but that dash of coconut is guilty pleasure. she’s almost two.
and then there’s the one-shot-mocha soy hot chocolate ex-supermodel mom with a musician husband, whose son recently babbled my name, who is also almost two, made my routine stint a little less as such.
i also almost forgot to mention one more, she’s called flat white.
this sounds like a page from a novel!
Comment by tulipenoire — May 7, 2009 @ 4:53 am
this sounds like a page from a novel!
Comment by tulipenoire — May 7, 2009 @ 4:53 am
thanks, someday i’ll extend it into one.
Comment by Tutee Ng — May 7, 2009 @ 8:48 pm
good stuff, z. loved your coffee btw!!
Comment by s — May 10, 2009 @ 3:09 pm
stephy, hope roast chicken was compensating, was good to see you. thanks for super ring!
Comment by Tutee Ng — May 11, 2009 @ 10:49 pm