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There are only two things keeping me from becoming a great fiddler...My right hand and my left hand.
I finally did it - I ordered a coffee and they asked me what kind and I said "I don't know, just give me a double espresso with some milk in it. I really don't know the names of any of them any more."
That's a bit of a lie. I used to order cappuccinos, but decided the froth just kept it too hot too long. So then I started ordering flat whites because they were described as like a cappuccino but with less milk and no froth. But then one place serves it a decent strength and the next just serves what looks like off-white milk.
The "double espresso with milk" I ordered tasted like it had come out of a Cona filter jug that had been standing on the hot-plate too long. I guess I've got to watch the guy operate the machine in future.
I give up.
I always wanted to be a juvenile delinquent but my parents wouldn't let me.