Friday, November 16, 2012
Still on the cafe crawl, I had my first Stumpy yesterday, this being something similar to a Flat White, or at any rate a double espresso with same quantity of steamed milk. It came with a neater white froth heart than the one in the image (nicked) above and it was more or less perfect. The flat white has spoiled me for the latte which I now find insipid. To the obvious fact that caffeine is bad for me, I throw my hands in the air - let god and the angels sort that one out, and cigarettes and chocolate too while they are at it. Someone (where has he got to?) once tried to convince me that cigarettes were so good for you, Jesus Christ himself used to smoke them, though I don't think there is any actual biblical evidence for this. Still, it is a nice thought. Now if we can add to this the image of Jesus Christ with something approximating to a flat white then I will be happy.
I am off to deliver watercress soup to the mater, the last batch of soup not having been given the thumbprint of approval by her spousian companion. Such is life. Pass the Nicorette.