My name is Liz and I’m a coffee addict. But I’m not talking about your average ‘spoon it in the mug and swill it with boiling water’ variety.
Nope, I’m obsessed with fancy Arabica lattes from small batch, hipster coffee roasters. The type that start with a punchy espresso shot and are finished with an artisan swirl of steamed oat milk, with microfoam that settles into the liquid in...
