The exception that proves the rule.

I take it all back.
On Saturday I had the perfect coffee in Artisan Roast in Glasgow.
SO perfect I even broke my one coffee rule and had two!
AND it didn't even count as breaking the rule as it was small enough that two really counted as one.
Which surely means that next time I can have three?

Flat White No. 1


Wayno's latte looked just as lovely, Erica was positively zingy after her hard as nails double espresso and the muesli with cinnamon apples, berries and yoghurt transported me to Batch on Carlisle Street.



Perhaps I shall have to move back to Glasgow permanently after all?