Anyways, before I get even more side-tracked, I'd like to say welcome to the first post of "Food Fantasizing"! Particularly if you are a food lover already, you will be shortly transported to heaven, because I am about to reminisce about a latte I had (or rather, to be more accurate, inhaled) at a certain coffee place this past week...
For the last few months, a couple of friends of mine have raved about how delicious the coffee was at Parnassus, an art gallery and coffee shop (by the way, those are the exact words written under the name Parnassus, on the wall right outside the cafe) located in the basement of the art building on campus--I was especially intrigued, when one friend told me that she walks 20 minutes in the rain (or no rain..but that's like 10 percent likely in Seattle) from the science building, just to snuggle up with a tall steaming drink!
With this conviction, I decided three days ago to buy their tall latte...
...When I took the first sip, I thought for a second that I was face-to-face with Johnny Depp, standing in front of me with his gold tooth gleaming slightly through his pearly-white shy smile, and a meltingly intense red rose gestured by one hand, just for me...In other words, I thought all my dreams had come true in that one sip! :)
Now I don't mean to say that I hallucinate about Johnny Depp every time I drink a latte, but that was how amazed I was by the drink...The rich yet subtle creaminess of the milk, blended with the (decaf) shots that were as artistically thrown in as the firework sparks of vibrant paint...And, like a perfectly wrapped Christmas present, the barista had topped the drink off with an eloquent, beautiful design with the light magical foam. Even before I took that first sip, I fell in love. WIth a latte.
And by the time I had tipped the cup downward to get the very last bit of foam in my mouth--because the foam is always my favorite part of a hot beverage! Yum!--, I had made the decision to make every other encounter the rest of the day just as amazing and embraceful (that isn't even a real word, but oh well) as that latte had been. Even as I opened the pages to my Art History reading after the latte was finished, and the booming, fluctuating beats of the music were echoing throughout Parnassus, decorated with the laughs and exclamations of customers and baristas, I felt like I was still in heaven. ;)
Have a latte-full day!