Let me tell you a story. It’s the tale of one girl’s quest for the perfect cup of joe. I don’t know about you but it seems to me that a good coffee is pretty hard to come by… and I don’t even drink caffeine so it’s all about the flavour for me. I teamed up with the good folks at Argos who told me it all starts with a handful of beans… They sent me off down to Meadow Road in Partick for a coffee masterclass with this guy – hi Niall.
It was pretty technical stuff but I got the hang of the espresso – warm cup, even grinds, flick the switch, enjoy. Nailed it.
That’s my smug face. By now, I’m thinking, I could get a job here – I’m coffee-ly good at this stuff (sorry, couldn’t resist). Next up, latte art. This should be a cinch right?
…wrong. Bet you can’t guess which one is mine and which is Niall’s. I made about 20 lattes. There were some dark times when I thought I was maybe getting worse. I definitely made an alien at least once. I have a degree in fine art for goodness sake. Turns out that’s not much use in the world of latte art. Who knew.
But then there was a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. Is that a tulip I see? Nothing to write home about I know but, for me, this was basically the holy grail. Cue me frantically trying to get a shot before my ‘art’ disappeared in a froth of milk…
Then my tale took a turn for the challenge was set – recreate all you have learnt… at home. Can Niall come? No. But wait… a new character joins our story. Hello Mr Tassimo, my knight in shining armour.
Delicious coffee delivered at the touch of a button. So there’s no art (except the eYi love on the wall) because quite frankly that’s best left to Niall but remember, like I said at the beginning, it’s really all about the taste. So I snuggled down with the furries and my (decaf) coffee and we all lived happily ever after. The end.x
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