Funny how I go on a rant about how no one can "finish" an espresso in this town and then the next day I walk into Amore Coffee in St. Paul and bam! Great espresso. The difference you ask? The barista knew what she was doing and they had ristretto shots. Ahhhh. I felt reborn. The minute I smelled it I knew I was in for something and wow did it make the hair on the back of my neck stand up, but in a good way... Lemony and killer acidity combined to make this a "pick me up and a half" shot that blew me away with it's taste and beautifully extracted oils... Maybe it was a little over the top on the acidity range but it had been so long... Thank you Amore Cafe!
You'll have to tear through this grill to get to my espresso!
Sweet. I'm glad they didn't disappoint... and Paul wasn't even workin so I have a feeling some good things are goin on over there.
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