Tuesday, November 8, 2011

National Cappuccino Day!


It's National Cappuccino Day!
Cappuccinos are some of the best coffee drinks out there - and for today, I'd like to have a special person explain it to you. I happen to have Na Jungsu here with me; he's been working at the Cafe in my story, and came for a visit. He's 20 years old, and has been working at the Cafe for about three weeks now; he catches on to things very quickly, and is now teaching a new employee about how things work. Without further ado, I'll let him have the seat. If he messes up on his English... don't worry... he'll continue his grammar lessons shortly. ^.^ *smiles at his insulted shout*
Alright, Jung Su - the computer is yours!

Um... hi. Okay, so, cappuccinos. The secret to making the perfect one is the correct ratio of milk to espresso - the classic recipe calls for three equal parts of espresso, milk and froth, but NEVER cream. (nasty stuff...) It is the milk froth that sits on top like a cap - thus the name, CAPpuccino. The froth needs to be firm enough to support the sugar for a moment before it descends into the cup, much in the way as good crema functions in an espresso. Don't EVER burn the steamed milk - you have to be gentle with it. Cappuccinos are the best thing to have on a cold Autumn day (or Winter, if you prefer...) Sad enough, a lot of people don't know how 2 make good coffees - here is a video I found this morning that does it the RIGHT way. The only complaint I have about it is the steaming - you need to move the pitcher around a little and it makes it much more foamy. (Hannah let me borrow the computer at like, 3:50 this morning; could not sleep!)
A really good top for it is shaved chocolate or cinnamon on the foam. Good stuff.

So now I'm off to make one - enjoy yourself a cappuccino; settle down somewhere and read a book. Or browse the Internet... in my opinion. ^_^

Bringing You Love from the Cafe,
- NA Jungsu



  Cafe Excerpt
(When characters are speaking Korean, it's in italics.)

Dae Hyun was standing quietly by the door, glancing around the streets outside. When he heard them come out, he turned to face them, nodding his head in acknowledgment. Jung Su leaned against the counter across from him, pointing a thumb over his shoulder at Erica, who began making a list of the things she needed from the store.
"Alright. So, I'm you're help for today. I'll show you what to do. It is not hard to learn."
He handed him the apron, pulling it out of the pack.
"So," he continued, tossing the bag in the trash. "Over here – first thing's first."
Dae Hyun followed him, tying the apron. He listened quietly as Jung Su explained how the brewers worked, and took him through the steps of making the different coffees.
"The filter comes off like this. When you make the espresso shots, you pack the grounds into it tightly with this tamper at a 90 degree angle in a circular motion, like this..."
He took the small silver tamper and rolled it around in the packed filter basket in a swift movement. "Use your wrist," he explained.
"When steaming milk for whatever you're making, you use this pitcher," he said, picking up a stainless steel container. He bent down and got a jug of milk from the fridge.
"Say I'm going to make a cappuccino," he continued, picking up the filter basket and attaching it to the brewer.
"I'd fit the filter to its holder and turn it on. The water needed is already in the container there, so it's ready to go. While that's brewing, I'm going to froth the milk."
He filled the pitcher with just the right ammount, and inserted the steam outlet just under the surface of the liquid, turning it on. It whirred loudly, and he moved the pitcher up and down in small circular movements; the milk began to foam and encrease.
"Make sure the container is not so hot you cannot touch it," Jung Su said over the noise. Once it was sufficiantly frothy, he turned it off, setting that pitcher aside.
"Alright," he said, getting out another container. "Your turn."
Dae Hyun took the pitcher from him, pouring milk into it.
"How much?" he asked, glancing over at him. Jung Su noticed he was using formal Korean, but let it slip, thinking it was from his nervousness.
"Uh, about six inches for this one. We'll make a latte with it."
He watched him closely, re-pointing to what to do.
"Nah, it goes in like that, see?" he said, adjusting the position of the pitcher. "Now turn it on, that button there."
Dae Hyun flicked it on, and once again it began to whir. Jung Su guided his hand a little, showing him how to move it.
"How long do you do it for?" he asked, watching the milk begin to foam. There was that formal Korean again...
"Depends on how foamy you want it," Jung Su glanced over at him. "For this one, just enough until it is thick."
From her position at the other end of the counter, Erica listened quietly to what was said, smiling to herself as she wrote out her grocery list. Dae Hyun was so nervous, but was trying his best to do things right. She shook her head slowly, a small smile still on her face, wondering just when Jung Su would say something about the formal Korean. She knew very well that it wasn't because her new employee was nervous. 

 

Friday, November 4, 2011

November 4, 2011



Today, somewhere, someone is celebrating a Birthday. Maybe quietly, maybe alone, maybe surrounded by friends...
Every day, someone is born - someone celebrates their birth.

I feel like I know you, but I've never seen you.
I feel like I can reach out and touch you, but a barrier lies between.
Where ever you are, my love is with you. I say a prayer for you - always in my heart.
I praise the Lord for you, because He has made you; fashioned you from the womb.
You may deny Him, harden your stubborn heart - this is why I pray.
You turn to walk away, towards the light you think bright - but that light is darkness. He's already called someone close, He's already worked in their heart; listen to what they have to say; don't turn and harden your heart.
My heart is with you on this day, though I don't know you, who you really are -
My heart will stay with you throughout the night, and I'll whisper another prayer for your soul. Don't walk away - stay.
You're one of thousands, so many people in the world - if I could, I'd pray for every one, know them by name, and wish them believe in the Son. But I can't - so for you, Nameless, I pray - that you will turn to see His love, grow in Him Day by Day.

Happy Birthday, wherever you are - though we've never met, you're not that far.

This is a beautiful poem a friend sent me - stop and listen...



After the typhoon passes
The wind becomes calm
I like the wind
I like the free wind
Wind, at the center of it, I'm there
My heart is becoming comfortable
Every time the sun sets,
Shadows begin to overflow the room
The air becomes two
Then from two becomes to four
It starts to disintegrate
At that moment
A wave of meaning starts to roll around in my head
From some time ago, it was like this
I can't remember it
The shadow of those who take in the brightest light is thick
The strong sun is attacking me again today
Black tears
Bright smiles
The transparent me
A world without leakage

Although I don't have any scars, I'm hurt
Although I have scars, It doesn't hurt
A pain that can't get encouragements
A pain that doesn't know how to get encouragements
A pain that will get encouragements

I'm sitting in the dark room by myself absent-mindedly
I didn't turn the music on
But I can hear music in my ears





Monday, October 31, 2011

An October Night

photo from Google Images

Tonight is the close of October... I can barely believe it.
This is it. The only October in 2011.
November begins - the North wind becomes colder, sharper, the very last of the leaves let go, surrender themselves to dry gusts of air.
November.
Just like October, it won't last.

October has been an amazing month for me; besides being my favorite, it's been another chapter in my life. October. I'll never forget.
Outside my window the world is dusky; branches are pallid and bare. Austere, but beautiful. Yes - this last night in October.

The days are beautiful.

Think deep thoughts on this last night in October. Thoughts of people far away, close to your heart, pray for them. Think deep thoughts. Slip quietly into silence: listen. Silence. Hear your thoughts.

Remember also that today is Reformation Day - not a pagan celebration of wickedness and death. Celebrate October - celebrate the Reformation.

Listen: the silence is speaking...


I sit alone vacantly in a dark room...
I hear music in my ears, though I didn't turn the music on...

Tonight... such a, beautiful night...
Goodnight


Sunday, October 30, 2011

A Cold Sunday in October...



photo from Google Images


This is the day which the Lord has made;
Let us rejoice, and be glad in it.
Oh Lord, do save, we beseech You...
Psalm 118:24-25

The fire is burning bright, the stars shine in a black sky - the air is cold, burning, but beautiful. And this... this is the prayer on my heart. On a cold Sunday in October.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Always (pt 2)


*in which the author tries in vain to describe the most amazing time ever*

The promised "part 2" has arrived.
I was down in Georgia for the last four days, two of which were spent with my absolute Best Friend. We had a bombastic time! I haven't seen her in 5 months, so, this was amaaaazing.
On Saturday morning, the alarm went off at 5:45 AM, and I sleepily stumbled out of bed to shower. We had to leave early in order to pick her up, a two hour drive away. Before long, we were driving down dark roads, and the sun was just coming up, streaking the horizon in a bloody red line that faded into violet blues; it was so beautiful. We stopped at StarBucks, and I got a peppermint mocha, happy for something that would wake me up.
     With excitement rising, we soon arrived on her road; almost there! She was downstairs when we got there, but after a squeal from her after being alerted to my presence, she came tearing up the steps and we giddily hugged each other, jumping up and down. It was so good to see her!
She's been working on a trailer for Cafe, and I got to see it while I was at her house. It. Was. Breathtaking. AAAHH! I've never seen a trailer so - so - AMAZING! We probably watched it 20 different times during the stay. ^.^
    Before long, we were heading back down the road, listening to upbeat music and going over drawings, sketches, and letters. The sunlight bounced and reflected off of towering skyscrapers; it was so pretty.
Saturday was spent catching up on things. Mom dropped us off downtown so we could go shopping; and boy, did we! We meandered in and out of quaint little shops, walking at an easy pace down the busy sidewalks, her sipping on a peppermint mocha (I believe that's what she got... correct me if I'm wrong, Mirriam!) and me on a caramel frappuccino. Ah... bliss. The weather was absolutely *perfect*, and the warm sun was shining brightly; the wind was blowing just enough to send a few leaves flying, and it was so busy; so many people. We found our way to the antique mall and spent a good 45 minutes in there, browsing the cool looking, old style glass bottles, old photos, making jokes about things the whole way. She bought some books, I bought a keychain and some black and white photos from the TV series "Gunsmoke" for dad.
After that, we sat outside the store by the window, laughing and taking videos and pictures, waiting for mom to come pick us up. (We felt SO grown up!)
    Back at the house, we changed into comfortable clothes, talked more, and officially opened our time together with a prayer. That night was special. We stayed up only until 1:00 because we had to get up early, though. We were staying in my Grandma's finished basement; there were two twin beds pushed together, plenty of nice furnishings, a couch, a kitchen *yay!!!* and a bathroom. We felt like we owned an apartment or something!
    Sunday we went to church, and I got to see some friends that I haven't in a while, which was very nice, and introduce them to Mirriam. I think she enjoyed it. :) The sermon was excellent, to say the least, and I enjoyed spending a Sunday with my Best Friend.
That night, I think, was the best. We stayed up until *5:40* in the morning! MEEP! That's the latest I've EVER stayed up! I'm pretty sure we both developed six packs from laughing so hard; my stomach is sooo sore today! If you don't laugh around Mirriam... you can't laugh. ^.^ She's so amazing! She read aloud from Cafe, and cracked me up with the accents she added; it was great! Practically everything we did got crowned with a private joke. We can't mention Jung Su (one of my characters) without saying shouting "DREAMS!" (to my dismay, might I add...), and can't think of my story without saying "Anyeong'shaou'!" (I'll explain that one here in a minute...)
At about 1:00 in the morning, we fixed a pot of steaming coffee, and I gave her a lesson in how to squirt whipped cream the right way to top the drink off. ^.^ Sometime between then and more talking, we prayed again, just because of the wonderful time we were having, and the things on our minds. One of the things we talked about (one, mind you...) was how we didn't feel like little girls any more. We weren't quite adults just yet, but we felt way older; I mean, we were 14 when we met! We compared old pictures, old journal entries (and nearly laughed ourselves to death on that one...), and discussed how good life really is.
We lounged around on the bed amid a mess of CDs, books, pens and paper, and she sketched some *amazing* pictures! (Send me a copy in the mail, Mirriam!) 
By the time all of that had come and gone, we decided to fix hot chocolate - at 3:00 in the morning. Hot chocolate and whipped cream that early was definitely something new! Since it was kinda warm in the room, we went out back to the patio and sat in the chairs in the cool air, freaking ourselves out with "weeping angel" stories and quietly trying to suppress giggles of merriment.
Finally, at 4:00, we decided to turn out the lights and lay in bed in the dark, the plan being to go to sleep at about 4:30. Not.
We laughed so hard it about killed us, talking about some of the best things that can possibly exist. ^.^ It really was hilarious! We were having the best time ever, 'spider webbing', as mom would call it, over all sorts of interesting subjects. >.<
The list of private jokes for this time aaaare:

Benjamin Franklin! ("Best Friends" in Mirriam talk - she misread my letter!)
Anyeong'shaou' *said with a stopped up nose* (This is the 'Chinese' version of 'Anyeonghasayo' ; 'hello' in Korean. While she was reading my story, she pronounced it wrong, and it came out like that!)
Have You Checked the Kefir? (Kefir is a fermented drink that she had with her, and it was placed in the fridge; every so often, there would be a knocking noise, and we came to the conclusion that the kefir was knocking... don't forget to check it.)
Simon Says: "Boom". ^.^ Story character joke!
And, of course, the old time favorite... Blue Jeans.

Oh, there were sooo many more! I'll have to find 'em; I wrote them down somewhere. We had such an amazing time. By the time 5:40 rolled around, we *had* to get some sleep, even if we could have kept on talking for a while. Monday morning, she had to go home. It was sad to leave, but, like everything else, it can't stay that way forever. Hopefully, I'll be seeing her again in another 5 months - I can't wait!
We closed our time in prayer, just as we had begun it; and it was so much better doing so. We're going to make this a habit together. The best and most beautiful things start and finish in a letter to God! 
Mirriam, thanks. We had such a blast, and I love you so much! Right now you're sick and in bed; I hope you feel better very soon! Saranghae!

This trip was named


Always

because we'll truly always remember it.
To my Best Friend: FIGHTING!

Love,
hannah



On the way back from church


 In the woods
 Hot Chocolate!!!



The 'Merry and Pippin' look!
 The Dragon look
 Again...

 And again...

 Puppy eyes look
Best Friends Forever look!

Monday, October 24, 2011

There and Back Again - Always (pt 1)


Aaaaaand they're BACK!
Yes; I've been gone for the last four days, but I've safely returned. I had an absolute *blast* with my Best Friend Forever, Mirriam, and I shall elaborate tomorrow at some point; right now, I'm exhausted. We didn't get to sleep last night until 5:40 this morning... two hours of sleep.
I'll post pictures, love and fun tomorrow for all of you to see; God is so absolutely wonderful, and He blessed us with the BEST! TIME! EVER!

More to come tomorrow! The Lord's lovingkindessess are new every morning! Great is His faithfulness!

FIGHTING!!!!!!!!
- hannah

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Gentle Giants



"Have you given the horse his might, or have you clothed his neck with strength?"
Job 39:19

photo from google images - credit goes to photographer




Thursday, October 20th , 2011


I made this the other day, and thought you might like to see it...

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Big Boy




I was there when you were born,
watching you shiver, wet and cold
i watched you stand on long; unsteady legs,
reached out, took hold

you were as black as night,
the half moon rising on your head, milky white
i put a coat over you to keep you warm,
watched your lean, sleepy form

i'm still here for you, my dear Big Boy,
i'll love you forever, my bold, fiery joy
i want to train you to be strong
before you know, you'll be grown
it won't take long

fly free on unseen wings;
my maximus, bold ruler
your blood is true, flash your color

forever will you be loved, my undefeated big boy










 i felt like doing a tribute to my maximus... so... i did. ^.^

Monday, October 17, 2011

Thoughts of a 17 Girl

Credit goes to Photographer
(not me!) 

  
The weather today is absolutely gorgeous; the last leaves are dancing from bare brown limbs in yellow and orange swirls. I was walking up the leaf covered driveway this morning, and they were falling so thick all around, it was right out of a book. 
     I've been enjoying life so much lately! This time of year always makes me so happy. A couple of nights ago, I was sitting in the rocking chair in my room, the window down, crisp air pushing the curtains aside, and my pen busily scratching the paper of my leather bound journal. It was dark outside, but the full moon was shining; only one lamp was on in my room as I wrote, hunched over the book, wrapped in what I like to call my "Solar Sweater", because it's so warm and soft. I pulled out my first journal that I had, and looked back at last year's October, and came to realize something: every season brings something new. There's always a new trademark for that period of time that sets it apart from the year before. Whether it's a person you meet, know about, a soft strand of music that lingers in the air, a sunkissed day, a dream, a letter, a smile - there's always one little thing that sets it apart. 
    I like to name my journals and the year they cover, so I'm going to start a new practice as of December 31, 2011, 11:59 PM - put in my favorite CD, set it to random, and 60 seconds after midnight, play it, and according to the track title, name that year. I don't know what the year will hold, so I can't pick a name - it's far better if I don't know what the name will be, and find out when the music plays. I think it'll be fun to look back at the end of the year and see if the name had anything to do with what happened during 365 days. 
   During the sermon yesterday, our pastor said something that stuck out at me; he was talking about Jesus paying 'the price', and said this:


The price tag usually indicates
how dear that something is to you...


I thought it was... really neat.  When He wrote my name down - think about it. 

And not only does that apply to His dying for His chosen, but I think it should also apply to the things we choose to spend our money on. They should be things worth while. If they mean so much...

The picture up top is one that my friend sent to me that she found on the Internet - I really like it. I think it's very pretty... even if it IS out of focus. ^.^ 
She sends me lots of amazing pictures - this happens to be my favorite so far, and I figured I'd post it. Somehow it matches the mood I'm in... I'm still trying to find words to describe that photo - maybe - bright strength?  I don't know.. I'll come up with something, I'm sure! Or, I can just say this: it's gorgeous. There. ^_^ 

I will conclude my ramblings. Thus. 

Remember that quote - I think it's well worth it. 

hannah

P.S. Here's my new Autumn/Winter profile picture; what do you think? (That's my Solar Sweater, by the way...)



Isaiah 41:10