“You want some coffee?”
No, I don’t need it this morning…
To make a caramel macchiato, you need vanilla syrup, steamed milk, expresso, and caramel sauce. The expresso is poured on top of the milk creating this dark mark on top of the milky foam. In fact, macchiato means “marked” in Italian (which I’m sure he’s gonna leave a few… life altering views). Then you add caramel sauce (or caramel drizzle is what I call it) on top of that foam creating a smooth layer of sweetness and then there you have him. A nice strong cup of coffee that’s just enough sweetness to satisfy my craving, but bitter enough to give me that bite I like. A healthy amount of caffeine (conversation) to stimulate me, all of me, while keeping me alert… He’s not a drug though so it shouldn’t be toxic right? I tell him he’s toxic but just because he feels sooo good it’s exhausting but there’s nothing tired about him. I hate that I’m such an oxy moron at times. Can’t say “I like the way you feel” so instead I just insult you. I think he knows though. I could give up coffee after this… well maybe not give it up because real coffee is too good but so is this grande.
Expresso is not based on the type of bean but it is defined by the process. To make expresso you have to apply a high degree of pressure and macchiato is a walking pressure machine. Without even trying, his presence is definitely felt and unfortunately for me sometimes missed. Yall know I can’t stand missing anybody, that’s ghetto. All in all, I like the way caramel macchiato makes me feel. I imagine it doesn’t matter what kind of milk you use to make your coffee but I can’t help but wonder what type of milk I’m getting with this. Whole or 2%. All of him or…?
Caramel drizzle… can’t forget the sauce. It’s like the balance between a passionate kiss that turns into a gentle but firm bite. Truth be told, the drizzle is the razzle dazzle and while it can’t be duplicated it can definitely make or break the experience. It’s either there or it isn’t, and I’m so grateful he got it. Baby got that “splaah”. Then vanilla syrup is really just what I like… I don’t know why vanilla has always been my favorite flavor, but it is. Vanillia ice cream, vanilla cake… vanilla syrup in this case is just the extra blessing of what Shepp likes. Do I tell Jesus thank you now or wait and see if I’ma need Jesus to heal me back together??? I don’t have a type I just like what I like when it comes to the vibe and macchiato has all the vibes I need…for now. He got favorite potential. It’s definitely going to be a savory experience… I’m just glad I got a nice cup of coffee to keep me stimulated while I ride. Guess this is where I buckle up for safety. Lord don’t let this be no crash dummy test.