
It's hard to describe just how good the espresso drinks are at
ninth street espresso. Yes the baristas are all nattily dressed and sufficiently tattooed to suggest that you're going to get something good. But even the beautiful, organically-formed foam art and rich aromas don't prepare you for that first velvety sip of their organic mocha. As my son says "hold my cow" (3yr old for 'holy cow')! So you take another slurp; a slurp because this is almost like drinking a mocha mousse, it's so thick, yet light, but rich and sweet, oh and just the right amount bitter. Cup licked clean, you join the snaking line, eager to continue this new and surely illicit experience! 'I LOVE YOU' you declare to the unimpressed 20-something goddess of coffee, for she has heard this before.
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