My first Baby Gaggia, i mean..
Strong lattes have been a regular feature every Saturday afternoon, when my weekend finally begins. After 5 hours of work, after dishing out lunch for me and the Other Half. It’s the moment I look forward most, resting up legs up high on a stool, stomach happily filled and then, my maiden sip of homemade latte. I dare claim, a better shot than any cafe in town can pull.
Whole of July, my old Krups decided to act up by storming milk instead of frothing it. I’m sure you can sympathize with me, having to substitute latte for a long black.
It was a tough decision on the pocket, purchasing a new espresso machine. So I pooled together the household coffee drinkers and consensus supported a new machine. YAYYYYY!! Also with their support, my financial burden’s lessened.
Almost a month has passed, it took some trial and errors to familiarise with the new Baby. As my mommy-girlfriends would say, “The first month is always tough, it will get easier”. Well, that’s how its going with my Baby.