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Latte from Area Four. I’m a sucker for a coffee drink served in a glass although, from experience, you have to sacrifice foam depth to make it easier to drink. Otherwise, the foam forms an unbreakable barrier at the top of the glass. 

I’m usually satisfied by a latte from Boston Common Coffee, but my drink today is pretty seriously under par. The problem is in the milk. I watched the barista steam it. He set the pitcher down under the steam wand, turned it on, and walked away while the milk made a horrific screaming noise that happens when not enough air is added. Now, I’m forced to drink hot, flat milk. And it is hot— it burned my tongue, and it tastes scorched. If I wasn’t in desperate need of caffeine, I would throw it away.

My blueberry oat crumble bar, on the other hand? That is delicious. 

A rosetta, poured by my old trainer Phil Roberts. Check out his barista training class if you’re impressed!

My best rosetta pour, from August 2011.

A beautiful swan poured by my friend and ex-coworker Ike Sway at Karma Coffee Roasters.