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.

Arielle appearing quite competent when she stole a glance over, as though the latter actually knew

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

was something only professional brewers would know. Pouring clockwise would allow for the filter to adhere better to the holder, and at the same time, eliminate the starchy taste from the paper

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

it be possible for this country girl to

spite of her certainty that she was not hallucinating,

Arielle from

she pinched herself hard and turned her focus

how to make coffee, will she be able to

a bid

of water, after which an aromatic cup would

was already done, and dismissed Arielle’s knowledge

as well, and in response, the host communicated that they could both proceed with

brewing, the latte art was