beautiful days

Remember when the Pearl District was all industrial and its warehouses were GASP warehouses?? It wasn't really that long ago, was it? But since the transformation, I find myself drawn there constantly. And now I work in the Pearl and have the pleasure of wandering through it on a daily basis. Because I have to. Wonderful. And now the fruit of my wanderings...

milk stretch

That's right, you stretch it. You don't foam or froth it. I confess that these last couple weeks, I've been wondering why my latte foam is not how I want it to be. Today I figured it out. 

On another note, the weather these days has been incredible. As I sit here now it's absolutely pouring. Several hours ago it was clear and there was just a sliver of the moon visible. And before that more rain. And before that sunshine and rainbows. Rainbows in the exact same place as yesterday's rainbows. Really.

the usual? yes puh - lease.

Suddenly, I'm finding that my schedule is totally packed and it feels soo good... I graduated from college back in June and have been looking for a job ever since. I hate not having any real structure to my day, which up till now, school has provided for me. Finally, I have that back (more or less...). I started working last week at the art school coffee cart here in town, serving The Delicious Stumptown Coffee. Hairbender. 

Turns out, I love LOVE love making coffee. 

(and yes, that is an actual Stumptown, not my cute little coffee cart...)

Truly, I haven't the slightest idea why, but I'm thinking it has to do with giving people something that makes me so happy. Coffee. How many people cannot begin their day until they have it? But even more, it reminds me of living in Spain. What I miss the most about Cádiz was the sense community that I've never felt before. By contrast to Rome, there is no such thing as being on time in Cádiz, if only for the fact that when walking through the streets you must stop if you happen to run into anyone you know. Including shop owners standing in their doorways. Anyone. I love knowing the candy store owner's name (let's not talk about what this really says about me), having to stop to say hi on my way to class. This is the same feeling that I get as a barista. I love this.