Posts Tagged ‘Latte Art’

I heard lots about David Bowie’s High Line festival, certainly. But I didn’t actually know what High Line is – where the money from the hip, hot, exciting events was going.

The High Line is a 1.5 mile elevated railway that runs along the West Side of Manhattan.


Isn’t it pretty?


It will be made into a public park.


I’d like to see it for myself.

Here’s a map of where it actually lies in Manhattan.

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This weekend, I had the express pleasure of getting iced lattes from two fancy-ass Park Slope coffee houses – Gorilla and the new Tea Lounge. And of course, by fancy-ass, I mean they do incredibly amazing things with foam and espresso. Yes, my friends. I’m talking about latte art.

I’ve never understood latte art. It seems like such an empty gesture. After ten minutes giving milk the structural integrity to float on the coffee shaped like a leaf, or a heart, or a puppy, all that’s going to happen is that it’s going to be drunk by some spazzed out Mommy on her way to a Prenatal Yoga class. This weekend, I watched the coffee attendant at Tea Lounge nimbly craft a leaf on a tiny espresso in a paper cup, only to cover it all up with a white plastic lid. The patron for whom he so lovingly created it didn’t even see it. It was kind of heart-breaking.

But for my iced latte, I was introduced to a whole new world of pointless fancy-pantsery. The dude layered my espresso shots and soy milk into a striped wonderland of caffiene and estrogen. At the top, he dropped a jaunty dollop of foam and stained its pristine whiteness with drips of murky coffee. Oh Lord. It was beautiful.

Then he stirred it all up. Empty gesture. It was really delicious though.

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