There was a rare event one afternoon this week—I had a free hour when I had nothing to do. No work. No children. House reasonably in order. Yippee!
I popped to Costa for an indulgent cappuccino and slice of
When the barista served my coffee, he asked if I’d like
chocolate on my cappuccino. I said that I would and he made a very pretty
pattern of chocolate coffee beans with one of those purpose-made stencils that
fits exactly over the top of the cup.
Sipping my lovely hot coffee, it occurred to me that these stencil patterns change with
the season. Hearts on Valentines Day. Stars at Christmas.
And then another thought struck me—Western civilisation has
reached a rather ludicrous position if one of its chief concerns is how to make
our coffee look prettier. Surely there are more important things to think
But, hey, let’s not get too heavy about this. I enjoyed my
cappuccino—and that’s the main thing, isn’t it?