Coffee, I love you...

When my cappuccino maker starts percolating, something within me happens. I get excited and nervous at the same time. I anxiously sit in front of it (as if that will speed up the process) awaiting the liquid gold. I just can't get enough of cappuccinos.

I love everything about coffee - making it, the aroma, the taste, the warmth of the cup in my hand, etc. Most importantly, I love the effect coffee has on me. I know. I know. I know - it’s the caffeine. I love that I am suddenly alert, awake and ready to take on the day. Crash? Well, I’ve been lucky that I don’t really crash once the caffeine has leveled off - so no problemo there.

My latest thing has been to (try) make some funky 'art' w/ the milk foam. I've got a looooong way to go. Usually, what I set out to make and the finished product are totally different things, but I will keep on trying.

I usually only have several cups of cappuccinos in the morning and that’s it. I think I’ve conditioned my body/brain to only want/need it in the morning. Besides, I am fully aware that if I were to have one later in the afternoon/evening, for sure I wouldn’t sleep (I mean, it’s not like I do much sleeping now, anyway but that‘s a different post for another day).

Gotta go. You hear a noise coming from my kitchen?

What's YOUR liquid energy???