Yesterday, I was out having a coffee with a friend that I hadn’t seen in years. Her excuse was that she was swamped and buried in all sorts of homework. I suppose I haven’t got issue with that. At any rate, we met at a café at a local mall and sat and chatted about what life has done over the past couple of years.
I ordered a drink purely because of the photograph I saw in the menu. It had all these nice layers with the coffee, the ice, and the milk at the bottom. So I was getting set up for an awesome photograph. The drink came to me, and the milk had already mixed with the coffee. I was disappointed. Slightly. It didn’t stop me from taking a photograph anyway.
I decided that a fully mixed drink would look better than the partially foggy drink so I mixed it with my straw, and removed it for the photograph.