Cappuccino part 2, Go Jets Go

Go Jets Go!!! 

  Friends of ours that we travel well with planned us a family trip in March.  We were to spend February long weekend in Minneapolis to watch an NHL hockey game and do some shopping.  Talk about good times. We started off with a full shopping day in Albertville. That was awesome. I found a modern mid-length jacket, fun aqua colored jeans, shoes, dresses, runners and the list goes on and on.  By mid afternoon, my hubby started the usual groanning. This quickly escalated to standing near the exit doors of the shops to pacing on the sidewalk, to sitting in the car with his forehead on the stearing wheel. Being sympathetic, i gathered my mountain of shopping bags and the girls to the car to end my husbands agony.  On the way to the hotel, E(my husband) stopped in front of a Happy Cooker type shop. With the girls asleep in their chairs, i decided to wait in the car. Half an hour later, E walks out with not one but TWO expresso machines. One of them being wheeled out by an employee. OMG. Before even entering the car, he starts telling me what a great deal these machines were at 400$ a pop. He even got a bag of free coffee beans.
  Once in the car, we rushed to the hotel to get ready for the hockey game. Being canadian, we were cheering for the new steller and totally rocking Winnipeg Jets. The atmosphere was buzzing all the way down the district. The fans of both teams we're so numorous and pumped. It turns out, half the arena was filled with Jets hardcore fans. It was a tight game. The cheers went like this "LETS GO WILDS ! GO JETS GO! The girls got lots of attention and high fives with their KANE and BYFUGLIEN shirts. The Jets finally won in the shoot out. Exhausted from our travels, shopping and hockey game, bedtime was short and sweat. I slept like a baby. I woke up fully rejuvanated, while E leaped out of bed complaining that the wonderful odor of the unopened bag of coffee beans kept him up all night. That's right, the bag was sealed. E excitedly gets the machine working pronto and in no time flat, he is transported back to heaven with his cup of expresso. Our friends popped by our room and Millie's jaw drops. She takes a jab at her husband and says« How come our cappucinno machine that you wanted and got «free» with airmiles is still sitting in our basement from a year ago unopened?»
It so happens that many of our friends own these machines but store them in their basements.
   After a cup of Joe and a buffet breakfast we were off to great start to a day at the Mall and the Nickelodeon park. The next day was the long ride home. We arrived late at night. With our brains in a fog, E forgot that one of the expresso machine boxes got soggy from being placed on wet bathing suits and towels. Two feet from our back door, the bottom of the box gives and smash goes our machine on the concrete. Thankfully, the corner foamy things saved it. That machine made it to E's office. All this said and done, i have come to love and rely on our homemade cappuccinos. Our favorite is when we add pumpkin spice syrup and a dash of cinnamon. Gracias Esteban for your delicious, aroma filled cup of goodness.  xox Love you very much.

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