My Mukka Express!
Every single day — well almost every single day — I drive the kids to school, then come home and make myself a Latte. Oh, I know. I should work out first. I should march straight outside for a run or walk. Or head up to do yoga before I have my coffee.
But I don’t.
And I won’t.
And therefore, there are many days I never actually do go out for a run or a walk.
And I never head upstairs to do yoga. I don’t even know what made me write that.
It’s not because I don’t like yoga. I do. I just can’t do it at home. I’ve tried. There is no “relaxing into the breath” with two dogs whining outside the door, the phone ringing far away, knowing a client is going to read about me doing yoga instead of doing their logo on Twitter an hour later.
Ok, I suppose I could refrain from blabbing about it on Twitter.
No, actually I couldn’t. I blab about everything. Not necessarily on Twitter, because I really don’t like Twitter all that much…
Where was I…? My latte.
I. Love. My. Mukka. It has become a horoscope of sorts. Because every day the milk froth is a little bit different. And trust me: I’ve tried running experiments. It’s not the milk. And what else could it be? Some days the froth is sort of lame. And other days all fluffy and puffy. Fluffy and puffy is good.
But when I get a huge froth and my cupeth *almost* runneth over?
Well, then I know it’ll be a good day.
It takes just minutes. I add the water to the line on the inside:
Add finely ground coffee:
Screw the top on and add the milk to the line inside the top part:
Wait about 2 minutes till the steam thing pops and starts bringing the espresso into the milk
Then it gets quiet for another minute or two until all the rest of the water and steam starts making noise again and finishes frothing the milk
Sometimes there is so much froth is comes up to the top rim. Sadly, not today.
Mmmmm….
As you can see above. My cup does not runneth over today. It is a lame froth day. But it doesn’t matter. It still tastes the same. So was my day bad? Actually, it sort of was…
Anyway, another great thing is the Mukka dollars it saves me. [get it?] If you spend $3 or more on coffee three times a week or more, well, You Do the Math.
(I think I’ll end every post with “you do the math” from now on. It has a certain punch to it, no?)