Pumpkin spice latte recipe is one of the simplest recipes you will try this season.
Aromatic, warming and delicious!
Hey, what is there not to love?
Here it is.
1/2 cup brewed coffee (strong)
2 cups of milk
4 tablespoons of pumpkin puree (pure)
4 tablespoons of whipped cream (sweet)
2 tablespoons of sugar
1 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice
1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
Heat up everything together except the coffee and the whip cream.
Once things are heated up, divide the coffee and put into the cups.
Top with the heated stuff.
Add the whip cream last.
If you want to be fancy, you can place a whole cinnamon stick into the cup.
The Woman in the Cafe
The café emanated a cozy ambiance, bustling with the alluring scent of freshly brewed coffee and the gentle murmur of conversations.
Seated at a small table by the window, my attention was instantly captivated by a lone woman nearby.
Her slender fingers delicately encircled a cup of steaming pumpkin latte, its hues of soft gold perfectly complementing her delicate complexion, creating a delightful contrast that caught my eye.
I swallowed, watching her lost in her own world of thoughts.
The latte, with its velvety-smooth texture, gently caressed her lips, leaving behind a subtle essence of cinnamon and nutmeg.
For a fleeting moment, her eyes closed in bliss, savoring the familiar taste of autumn that seemed to transport her to a realm of coziness and warmth.
Enthralled by her effortless yet refined demeanor, I couldn’t help but fixate on the elegance of her slender fingers wrapped gently around the cup.
The wisps of steam gracefully rose to meet her face, and the slight hint of a smile adorned her lips, as if she inhabited a world entirely her own, unaware of the treasure she cradled in her hands.
A pang of regret washed over me as I observed her unwittingly squandering the experience. How could she consume such a delightful elixir without truly appreciating the harmonious amalgamation of flavors and the artistic craftsmanship behind it?
An impulsive urge to intervene compelled me to approach her table, summoning the courage to disrupt her reverie.
Startled, she looked up, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
“Hi,” she said.
Nina Walker is a food writer for Caravanzers.
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