It’s a chilly 15° F -9°C in my Seattle Eastside suburb. Here’s my warmup cinnamon vanilla latte.
My first shot at latte art is meh.
However, I’m really getting good at making cafe quality lattes at a fraction of their prices. I didn’t start out that way. My first lattes were craptastic.
My writing was abysmal at best when I first started. I still have room for growth and plan on working on my craft while I pump out books. Why? Because I love writing and feel I have something to say.
Don’t give up something you love because you’re not good at it. If whatever your interest is brings you joy (even with a mega dose of frustration), keep doing it.
One day my latte might have intricate designs, or they may look like crap. However, I enjoy playing with the foam and get to sip a yummy latte when I finished.