I stole this idea from Paige.
I’ll be honest, I’m a hipster-wannabe, and I say wannabe because I don’t think I’m fully qualified to be a hipster, yet. Part of being hipster, to me at least, is to know your coffee. I don’t mean the kind that goes to some trendy new coffee shop and asks for fair-trade organic artisan pour-over light roast medium ground bullshit. Nor do I mean the kind that goes to Starbucks and gets a triple chocolate double cream frappuccino and posts to Instagram with their name spelled wrong on the cup kind of person.
As a programmer, I drink a lot of coffee, and I’m not picky about coffee if all I need is caffeine – I’ll gladly down a cup of day old burnt roast if it means it gets me through the day. But if I go out to a coffee shop, and I spend 5-6 dollars on a cup of Americano, I will judge it with every taste bud capable.
Before the other coffee snobs lynch me for judging a café using Americano, I will explain that despite being a coffee lover, straight up espresso is still too strong for me, and I prefer the feeling of slowly sipping down my coffee while it cools.
Symposium’s Americano sucks.
Let’s be real, the Americano they served was too watered down, and I couldn’t even taste the espresso. Review for the coffee is now over.
I would go back to Symposium any day though. The atmosphere is great, they serve a really, really good strawberry shortcake, and the wait staff were very attentive. It’s a great café, but they don’t have very good coffee, haha.
Paige keeps complaining that I make her look like a boy too much, but I don’t see it. I mean what kind of guy would have lashes so long, and a smile that can dissolve any icy situation?
Meh, I like the way she looks, and I think these photographs captures exactly what I want to capture in the moment.
Sorry Paige =P.