A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Vinson wanted to speak up but Arielle shot him a look before she replied with a meaningful smile, “Very well. Challenge accepted!”

Shandie was momentarily taken aback but recovered quickly with a smirk. “Good! Let’s do it. Right here, right now!”

Cindy was not idling away in the gallery either as she went over to hash things out swiftly with the organizers, after which two coffee tables were moved onstage and equipped properly.

Vinson looked a tad apprehensively at Arielle who remained silent throughout.

Once the host saw that both of them are ready, he said, “Ladies, you may begin.”

Shandie burst into action the moment his voice trailed off.

The first step to creating latte art was, of course, to prepare the espresso which had to be hand-brewed by the participants themselves.

The assiduous Shandie weighed up fifteen grams of coffee beans and fed them into the grinder with tremendous refinement.

a glance over, as though

the filter holder before she raised the kettle to pour the boiling water in, clockwise and

noting that this was something only professional brewers would know. Pouring clockwise would allow for the filter to adhere better to the holder, and at the

from Arielle’s understanding of this coupled with her deft gestures that she knew how to

for this country girl

certainty that she was not hallucinating,

Arielle from

remained stumped for some time before she pinched herself hard and turned her focus back to the task

make coffee, will

a bid to

two infusions of water,

quietly chuckled when she saw Arielle still awaiting her second infusion while she herself was already done, and dismissed Arielle’s knowledge as something the latter must have picked up from a stint

her brewing as well, and in response, the host communicated

brewing, the latte art was the real litmus