It is a grey, bone-chilling winter morning, and the world outside my window is wrapped in a heavy, unforgiving fog.
The rain keeps drumming a slow, monotonous beat against the glass, making the warmth of my kitchen feel like the ultimate sanctuary against the gloom.
Looking out at the bare trees shivering in the wind, I crave something comforting to completely snap me out of this seasonal funk.
I heat up the espresso machine until it is bursting with pressure, pull a rich, slow stream of dark liquid and watch it transform into a velvety, caramel-crested espresso shot.
As the deep, roasted aroma of freshly ground beans and steamed milk fills the air, the dark day outside completely fades away.
Replaced by the perfect, fiery crunch of home.
Enjoy your Saturday.
Dane.
