Mum once made me this latte and I’ve never been able to recreate it.
Latte art is impossible without the right cup for pouring the frothed milk (…and the right skill. I’m lacking both).
Looking at this photo reminds me of a time when a barista at the Hospital’s café made me a pumpkin spice latte with a heart in the foam. Maybe I’ll post that photo sometime soon. It was wonderful, and totally made my day a little brighter.
First Here, then There 