It’s the little things in life that make a difference. Nothing is more important than the way you start the day. For me it is my perfect cup of café au lait. Like Goldilocks’ search for perfection in the fairy tale encounter with Three Bears I have searched for the perfect cup. It has to be able to hold one and three-quarter cups of liquid. I found the right size cup but the lip of the cup was two thick. I tolerated that cup until I found a cup with a thinner lip, but the cup was so thin my coffee cooled too quickly. I really didn’t have time to enjoy it. My dear friend Ellen has given my fairy tale search a happy ending. Knowing my love for all things French she arrived at my door with a pair of perfect café au lait cups.
My morning ritual begins when I spoon the mahogany coloured French roast beans into the grinder. I stop and inhale the rich, heady aroma of the beans. This is the way to begin your day. I grind the beans exactly 7 seconds – to get my perfect grind for pour over coffee.
I very slowly pour the boiling water over the coffee. Then tuck a coffee cosy around this fragrant wake-up elixir. The timer is set for exactly 5 minutes.
I pour boiling water into the perfect cup. One simply does not pour hot coffee into a cold cup. Meanwhile the milk is heating.
It is this perfect cup that makes my perfect café au lait. It is exactly the right size for equal parts of coffee and milk.
I pour the dark, rich coffee. Add the very hot milk and savor the milky coffee fragrance.
In the quiet early morning light I sip my coffee. The perfect beginning for my day. Coffee in the perfect coffee cup. C’est bon dear Ellen. Thank you for my perfect cups.