The art of coffee

Last night, I attended the 25th anniversary party of TOVA’s signature fragrance…at a tequila bar, of all places!

It was a crazy good time of tequila shots, hula hoops, and embarrassing photographs (which I will share as soon as I see them), but the most important note of the evening actually came before the party.

I met a friend for coffee at Joe, a popular coffee-elitist location in the west village, and behold what ended up before me:

That is, my friends, after a search that has lasted me, more than two decades, the perfect latte. It is so beautiful, it is worth photography - and so delicious, I’m trying to maneuver my day so I can return (sadly, they do not have wifi).

I say any evening that includes a perfect cup of coffee, (half) a vegan peanut butter chocolate chip cookie, tequila shots, AND a hot pink hula hoop is pretty much as good as it gets.

On that note, I am attending an editor’s event for a new program Weight Watchers is launching. I hope they don’t ask for a food diary.