I’ve been renting a place in Penang for almost three years now and most of the stuffs in the house are shared. At the early years, I bought the fridge and never really bother about other things as my housemate has almost everything including TV. Even though it is just a 21 inch CTV, it was good enough for me as I never really spend time watching it much except for news at night and during the weekend.
Things took a turn for the last few months when my housemate keep the TV set in her room. Well, it is partly because there is no more couch in the living room so she wanted to lounge on her bed while watching it. I don’t mind that much but what mom said about the whole situation bother me. In her opinion, when people are staying in the same house, they should at least share some of the stuffs. To me, it was not really a big deal. Although she’s using my fridge, my stove and microwave and most of the time eats the food that I bought, I’m still trying to be positive and nice. Anyway, I’d already survive for few years in Bristol without TV, so what make this situation any difference.
Mom suggested that I buy a small TV and keep it in my room. Now, I just rely on my computer for source of entertainment. Yeah.. You’ve got it. I bought VCDs and DVDs and watch in my room. For me, this is enough but Mom doesn’t think so. This weekend I’ve been to a few shops looking for TV and comparing prices from one shop to another. I’ve my eyes set for a 29 inch flat screen TV and I’d narrowed it down to Sony Wega and Panasonic. Both looks good and is set to make me poor by RM1009. I know that SONY is good for entertainment products but I’m afraid of its compatibility with other company’s peripherals. Theirs might not match. I saw the difference in picture quality when the salesman turns on the program. The picture looks better compared to others so I might go for this one.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Kak Chik will do her Master..
Yupp.. She’s got the answer from the graduate department on Thursday. She’s been accepted for a place to do her Masters in Civil Engineering and I’m ecstatic. She’ll have to wait for the offer letter to arrive before knowing whether she receive graduate assistantship or not. That will be the most important part as it will determine if she’ll need to pay the study cost. I hope she’ll get it. Let’s pray together…
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Strange looking fella..
I bought a pack of jambu air from Sunshine Supermarket last week. One of the jambu looks very strange. One side of it looks pretty much like human lips. Believe it or not… It’s strange but I ate it anyway. It was sweet and juicy though..
Monday, June 05, 2006
Being rich and have plenty of money..
Some people think that thinking or talking too much about money and wealth is sinful. Is that so? Well, for me I don’t think that is true. Even though money cannot buy happiness we still need it to pay for our basic necessities. Without money we cannot even afford a trip to the grocery store to buy food. How do we feel if we don’t have food? Not happy isn’t it.
There are Muslims that abhor wealth. They said it could lead to greediness and will corrupt our moral. I did not share this view. I think Allah created abundance opportunity for everybody. It is up to us to go and find it. He creates guidance for us to follow and He did not ask us to live in poverty. He wants us to work hard, gain wealth and share it with others who are less fortunate.
With money we have opportunity to donate and help others in need. There is nothing wrong with it and Allah encourages us to do that. So, please do not think of wealth as a sin. Think of it from the positive side. What can be done with it?
Today, whenever our Muslim brothers and sisters in trouble, we feel helpless. We cannot contribute much to help them. If only we have the money and mean to do it. We can help in building a good society and create opportunity for them.
Remember, Allah does not ask us to just sit and watch the time pass by. He encourages us to be independent and hardworking and he does not tolerate people who like making excuses. So, wake up and grab the opportunity. You might be the one chosen to make a difference in somebody’s life. So don’t waste your time and just do it.
There are Muslims that abhor wealth. They said it could lead to greediness and will corrupt our moral. I did not share this view. I think Allah created abundance opportunity for everybody. It is up to us to go and find it. He creates guidance for us to follow and He did not ask us to live in poverty. He wants us to work hard, gain wealth and share it with others who are less fortunate.
With money we have opportunity to donate and help others in need. There is nothing wrong with it and Allah encourages us to do that. So, please do not think of wealth as a sin. Think of it from the positive side. What can be done with it?
Today, whenever our Muslim brothers and sisters in trouble, we feel helpless. We cannot contribute much to help them. If only we have the money and mean to do it. We can help in building a good society and create opportunity for them.
Remember, Allah does not ask us to just sit and watch the time pass by. He encourages us to be independent and hardworking and he does not tolerate people who like making excuses. So, wake up and grab the opportunity. You might be the one chosen to make a difference in somebody’s life. So don’t waste your time and just do it.
Colored view
I saw this poem in The Star last Saturday but there was no mentioned of who the author was. I think he/she summed up a nice view for those who always think different of colored person. Although it is grammatically incorrect, the content brings a whole lot of new dimension to the way people think. Thank you for the nice poem and may God bless you…
When I born, I Black
When I grow up, I Black
When I go in Sun, I Black
When I scared, I Black
When I sick, I black
And when I die..
I still Black…
And you White fella
When you born, you Pink
When you grow up, you White
When you go in Sun, you Red
When you cold, you Blue
When you scared, you Yellow
When you sick, you Green
And when you die, you Gray….
And you calling me
COLORED?
When I born, I Black
When I grow up, I Black
When I go in Sun, I Black
When I scared, I Black
When I sick, I black
And when I die..
I still Black…
And you White fella
When you born, you Pink
When you grow up, you White
When you go in Sun, you Red
When you cold, you Blue
When you scared, you Yellow
When you sick, you Green
And when you die, you Gray….
And you calling me
COLORED?
June 2006 Must..
Must get…
A black handbag for Mama and a nice looking shirt for Abah.
Must see…
X-Men III – The last one stand. Cannot get enough of Wolverine from the last X-Men
Must find…
Inuyasha series part 2,3 and 4. I’d bought 54 episodes from part 1 and all the Inuyasha Movies. These series will complete my Inuyasha collection.
Must do..
Submit my driver, front and rear panel boards for layout and fabrication. I’ve been holding these for quite sometimes. It is time to move.
Must try…
Back up my hard drive. I’d made the first move by buying the external hard drive. That tiny drive set me back RM340 for 80GB. Come to think of it, it only cost about RM4/GB. So, stop whining and get on with it.
A black handbag for Mama and a nice looking shirt for Abah.
Must see…
X-Men III – The last one stand. Cannot get enough of Wolverine from the last X-Men
Must find…
Inuyasha series part 2,3 and 4. I’d bought 54 episodes from part 1 and all the Inuyasha Movies. These series will complete my Inuyasha collection.
Must do..
Submit my driver, front and rear panel boards for layout and fabrication. I’ve been holding these for quite sometimes. It is time to move.
Must try…
Back up my hard drive. I’d made the first move by buying the external hard drive. That tiny drive set me back RM340 for 80GB. Come to think of it, it only cost about RM4/GB. So, stop whining and get on with it.
What are you scared off?
Found this website, www.phobialist.com when surfing last week.
Check this out:
1) Bibliophobia – Fear of books
2) Isolophobia – Fear of solitude
3) Felinophobia – Fear of cats
They have all sort of phobia words. I wonder who created these stuffs
Check this out:
1) Bibliophobia – Fear of books
2) Isolophobia – Fear of solitude
3) Felinophobia – Fear of cats
They have all sort of phobia words. I wonder who created these stuffs
K Chik’s is graduating soon.
Last Thursday was Kak Chik’s last paper and it marked the end of her final exam. I’m glad that she sailed through smoothly amid some hiccups in her second year. I hope she’ll score in this exam. This exam will determine if she’ll graduate with first or second class degree.
This entire saga reminded me of my study years. It still amazed me how those stuffs that took three to four years to learn were judged in a 2-week final exam. After all the hardship, I came back with a scroll and now I’m in my third year working in Agilent. Time flies so fast and now it’s K Chik’s turn to cut it.
On Monday, she’ll have her final year project presentation and she’s just got the phone call from the graduate office for interview on the Masters on Wednesday. That phone call rattled her cage but I asked her to try to be calm and concentrate on the presentation first. Well, I know that it is easier said than done but someone had to say something.
She’s hoping to do her Masters in July and I envy her because she’s given that opportunity fast. I dream of doing my Masters as well but I also have commitment and it is not easy for me to let go. Furthermore, I love my job and I cannot see myself letting it go, at least not for now.
We’ve a talk and K Chik suggested that I tried the part time Master program. It sound good but I need to get some money to pay for the study. I think I’d have to fork out RM3000 for the first semester and RM2000 for the next subsequent semester. It’s a big step and I don’t know if I’m ready for it. I really want to do it and complete my education. The application date for the June intake will end on 6th June. I don’t think I can get enough funding for this one by that date. Maybe I’ll wait for the next intake. Mama is being supportive and I hope that this path is the right one for me.
This entire saga reminded me of my study years. It still amazed me how those stuffs that took three to four years to learn were judged in a 2-week final exam. After all the hardship, I came back with a scroll and now I’m in my third year working in Agilent. Time flies so fast and now it’s K Chik’s turn to cut it.
On Monday, she’ll have her final year project presentation and she’s just got the phone call from the graduate office for interview on the Masters on Wednesday. That phone call rattled her cage but I asked her to try to be calm and concentrate on the presentation first. Well, I know that it is easier said than done but someone had to say something.
She’s hoping to do her Masters in July and I envy her because she’s given that opportunity fast. I dream of doing my Masters as well but I also have commitment and it is not easy for me to let go. Furthermore, I love my job and I cannot see myself letting it go, at least not for now.
We’ve a talk and K Chik suggested that I tried the part time Master program. It sound good but I need to get some money to pay for the study. I think I’d have to fork out RM3000 for the first semester and RM2000 for the next subsequent semester. It’s a big step and I don’t know if I’m ready for it. I really want to do it and complete my education. The application date for the June intake will end on 6th June. I don’t think I can get enough funding for this one by that date. Maybe I’ll wait for the next intake. Mama is being supportive and I hope that this path is the right one for me.
I don’t know why I did it….
I usually see advert in the newspaper calling for homemakers to do various odd jobs such as assembling things and mailing stuffs for a certain company. I tried one or two previously and ended up cheated of my money. I feel so stupid and betrayed because of that and stopped trying after being cheated twice.
Last month, I saw an interesting advert of assembling toys at home. I respond to the ads and was asked to send in RM85 to get the particulars. I didn’t think much and paid for it. I’ve got the packet last week. This company asked me to pay RM300 for the license registration and promised to send me the first kit after I’d signed the dotted line.
You might say that I’m stupid to part with my money like that after all I’ve been through, but I’m curious. I wanted to know if this company is legitimate and can offer me something that I can do during my free time. It does not pay a lot, RM15 per completed toy after I’d been accepted to become the assembler. Well, I could do with the extra money and I hope that this time it is not a con scheme.
I’d replied to the company. I’m hoping that they will send the kit by next week. The toys on the particulars are robotic stuffs. I think I could do that. Don’t ask me why I did this as I don’t have answer to it. My normal job gave me enough money to survive and I also stashed some for emergencies. So I guess, I did this out of curiosity. The additional pay is just a bonus and I could use it to pay for some items that I’ve been eying for months.
Well, before I started dreaming of anything, I’m just praying that I’ll get the value for the money that I paid. Pray hard that it is not a ripped off.
Last month, I saw an interesting advert of assembling toys at home. I respond to the ads and was asked to send in RM85 to get the particulars. I didn’t think much and paid for it. I’ve got the packet last week. This company asked me to pay RM300 for the license registration and promised to send me the first kit after I’d signed the dotted line.
You might say that I’m stupid to part with my money like that after all I’ve been through, but I’m curious. I wanted to know if this company is legitimate and can offer me something that I can do during my free time. It does not pay a lot, RM15 per completed toy after I’d been accepted to become the assembler. Well, I could do with the extra money and I hope that this time it is not a con scheme.
I’d replied to the company. I’m hoping that they will send the kit by next week. The toys on the particulars are robotic stuffs. I think I could do that. Don’t ask me why I did this as I don’t have answer to it. My normal job gave me enough money to survive and I also stashed some for emergencies. So I guess, I did this out of curiosity. The additional pay is just a bonus and I could use it to pay for some items that I’ve been eying for months.
Well, before I started dreaming of anything, I’m just praying that I’ll get the value for the money that I paid. Pray hard that it is not a ripped off.
What a naughty cat…
Shida called to tell me what Berg did yesterday and she couldn’t stop laughing when she told me of his antics.
As usual he’ll have his breakfast at around 7 am. He’d have a plate of plain rice with some fish and off he went outside, minding his own business.
Mama prepared fried beehon with kangkong – kampung style and also prepared fish crackers for breakfast. The kitchen was alive with chatters and surrounded with heavenly smells of the fried beehon. Out of the blue, Berg meowed endlessly, pleading to enter the kitchen, much to the surprise of everyone. He meowed so loud that my sisters thought that he’s sick at first. Well, the reason he did that was because he wanted to eat the fried beehon. And sure enough he had it complete with the kangkong and the fish crackers that were crushed to smaller pieces (his too old anyway to bite the big crackers).
That little brat knows how to play his stuffs and made others follow his. It was the trick that he did whenever he wanted some nice treat from the kitchen especially when we have fried chicken. This tabby is known to have has a soft spot for a nicely done fried chicken but eating fried beehon and kangkong is something that he’d never done. None of us know what make him tick and want to eat that dish. Well, that was his choice and hopefully he won’t get stomach upset because of the treat.
As usual he’ll have his breakfast at around 7 am. He’d have a plate of plain rice with some fish and off he went outside, minding his own business.
Mama prepared fried beehon with kangkong – kampung style and also prepared fish crackers for breakfast. The kitchen was alive with chatters and surrounded with heavenly smells of the fried beehon. Out of the blue, Berg meowed endlessly, pleading to enter the kitchen, much to the surprise of everyone. He meowed so loud that my sisters thought that he’s sick at first. Well, the reason he did that was because he wanted to eat the fried beehon. And sure enough he had it complete with the kangkong and the fish crackers that were crushed to smaller pieces (his too old anyway to bite the big crackers).
That little brat knows how to play his stuffs and made others follow his. It was the trick that he did whenever he wanted some nice treat from the kitchen especially when we have fried chicken. This tabby is known to have has a soft spot for a nicely done fried chicken but eating fried beehon and kangkong is something that he’d never done. None of us know what make him tick and want to eat that dish. Well, that was his choice and hopefully he won’t get stomach upset because of the treat.
Monday, May 22, 2006
He is still young...
Parkas was laid to rest on 11.30am yesterday. Mama, abah and Shida attended the funeral. They saw his wife and their seven-month old baby. None of us realized that they already have a baby.
According to Mama, Parkas was on his way back from Nilai to KL on bike. About 1-km from his house, he tried to overtake 6-army trucks but he was hit by a car on the opposite lane while overtaking the last truck. Due to the impact, he hit the lside of the truck and snap his neck and died at the scene.
Nobody seems to understand why he tried to overtake 6-trucks while riding up the hill. It was a silly thing to do but that was what happened. The army guy take care of everything and bring his body back to Kelantan. Aside from minor cut, his body looks normal.
It was a sad thing. He is so young but I think Allah loves him more than any of us. I pray that he'll be happy in heaven... Aminnnnn.
According to Mama, Parkas was on his way back from Nilai to KL on bike. About 1-km from his house, he tried to overtake 6-army trucks but he was hit by a car on the opposite lane while overtaking the last truck. Due to the impact, he hit the lside of the truck and snap his neck and died at the scene.
Nobody seems to understand why he tried to overtake 6-trucks while riding up the hill. It was a silly thing to do but that was what happened. The army guy take care of everything and bring his body back to Kelantan. Aside from minor cut, his body looks normal.
It was a sad thing. He is so young but I think Allah loves him more than any of us. I pray that he'll be happy in heaven... Aminnnnn.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Parkas passed away
This morning, dad called to inform that Parkas, our relatives died in accident in KL. At this point of time, the body is still on the way back to Kelantan for burial.
I’ve just knew this guy for the past few years. Although he is our closed relative, I did not have any recollection of him before this. After he graduated and become a quantity surveyor, he always joined his family whenever they visit us. The last time I saw him was during the Hari Raya celebration when I joined my parents visiting them. I remembered that he commented about my car and asked quite a number of questions about it.
If I’m not mistaken, there have been several death-related accidents in their family. The last two was his brother and his brother in law. I don’t know, maybe it is fate, but it makes me think why….
Whatever it is, I pray for his happiness in the afterlife and AlFatihah to him.
I’ve just knew this guy for the past few years. Although he is our closed relative, I did not have any recollection of him before this. After he graduated and become a quantity surveyor, he always joined his family whenever they visit us. The last time I saw him was during the Hari Raya celebration when I joined my parents visiting them. I remembered that he commented about my car and asked quite a number of questions about it.
If I’m not mistaken, there have been several death-related accidents in their family. The last two was his brother and his brother in law. I don’t know, maybe it is fate, but it makes me think why….
Whatever it is, I pray for his happiness in the afterlife and AlFatihah to him.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
My mom…
1) Is my buddy
2) Taught me that live is tough and not to wallow in self pity
3) Stand by my side when I was sick and told me to be strong
4) Comforted me whenever I’m down and is my true confidant
5) Shares my loves and laughter and sometimes my tantrum and tears
6) Told me to believe and be proud of myself
Thank you for all the loves and prayers that you shower me. I know that I’m blessed with your passion and warmth and there is no word that can truly describe my love for you. I just want to say: Ma, Kakak, Angah, Kak Chik, Shida, Intan, Surah and Syahir love you very much. Happy Mother’s Day.
2) Taught me that live is tough and not to wallow in self pity
3) Stand by my side when I was sick and told me to be strong
4) Comforted me whenever I’m down and is my true confidant
5) Shares my loves and laughter and sometimes my tantrum and tears
6) Told me to believe and be proud of myself
Thank you for all the loves and prayers that you shower me. I know that I’m blessed with your passion and warmth and there is no word that can truly describe my love for you. I just want to say: Ma, Kakak, Angah, Kak Chik, Shida, Intan, Surah and Syahir love you very much. Happy Mother’s Day.
Poor bat
Look at thus poor bat. It stuck on the front grill of my car. I saw it yesterday when I went out for shopping. I would have tried to save it had I see it earlier. This was the second time a flying creature stuck in that grill. Previously, it was a small bird and I’d managed to save it. This time, no luck for that poor bat.
My first ticket
I got my first ticket on Saturday in Terengganu for “overtaking on the long white line”. Well, actually it was not really it. I was overtaking the lorry after trying unsuccessfully for about 20 minutes. When I was doing it, I was still on the dotted line but by the time I crossed the lorry, I ended up on the double line. And there was the traffic police sitting under the hut. I knew what’s going to happen next.
He waived me over and I stopped. Well, what more can I say. I’ve got a ticket. I felt nothing but slightly irritated because of the whole situation. I did not say much and just let him does his work. I thought he’s going to say “I’ll give you a ticket because of speeding”. Thank God, it was just one offence else dad will give his sermon.
What a day… One ticket and I’m RM200 poorer. Hopefully this is last one.
He waived me over and I stopped. Well, what more can I say. I’ve got a ticket. I felt nothing but slightly irritated because of the whole situation. I did not say much and just let him does his work. I thought he’s going to say “I’ll give you a ticket because of speeding”. Thank God, it was just one offence else dad will give his sermon.
What a day… One ticket and I’m RM200 poorer. Hopefully this is last one.
Satey Ikan
This is one of our childhood foods that we always crave. We used to save our pocket money each week just to buy the satey from the pakcik.
It is actually just like ball of fish paste baked and served with hot or sweet sauce. I think, when the pakcik made it, he only put very small percentage of fish paste, the rest are just sago flour and bicarbonate soda.
I can say that it is a junk food but it is so addictive. Even the ‘sauce’ is not really sauce. It looks thick because of a lot of corn flour. It looks red not really because of the chilies but more to the contribution of red food coloring.
I know.. I know. Mom and dad does not approve it, but we always sneak to buy it. At 10 cent a stick, it was a steal for us when we were kid. Even now, mom still doesn’t understand why we have to have it every time we come back to Kelantan.
Another trip home…
It’s been a nice long weekend for our family especially for mom and dad. With almost all of us came home, the cheerful mood is surely on their side. Intan cannot make it home due to her ‘packed’ weekend, training for the Teacher’s Day performance in PWTC.
It all started with Angah taking his long awaited holiday. I’d contacted K Chik and we devised our little plan to come home. Neither Shida and dad realized it but mom sort of expecting us. Yeah… you know it, mother’s instinct.
I don’t have much money in my pocket. It was just enough for the petrol but I don’t care. This opportunity is too good to be missed. We went to visit Tok Ayah and I was really touched to see Angah met Tok Ayah again after about one year. The whole moment seem to freeze.
We have impromptu barbeque and satey ikan. We bought fifty sticks of the satey and eat it at one go.
Seeing mom so happy just ache me to return to Penang but life has to go on. Hopefully, all of us can be together again soon.
Monday, May 01, 2006
This is me..
I am… “Independent, nature-loving, adventurous and young at heart”
I enjoy … “traveling to new places, seeing new sights, meeting new people, experiencing new culture and reading”
I can’t do a day without… “Music and reading”
I wish I knew… “How to power dress and do make up”
I admire people … “People with guts to follow their dream”
I wish … “I have more money so that I can buy lots of cool thing for my family”
I’m looking for… “A way to safe guard my future and ensuring that I’m financially independent”
I enjoy … “traveling to new places, seeing new sights, meeting new people, experiencing new culture and reading”
I can’t do a day without… “Music and reading”
I wish I knew… “How to power dress and do make up”
I admire people … “People with guts to follow their dream”
I wish … “I have more money so that I can buy lots of cool thing for my family”
I’m looking for… “A way to safe guard my future and ensuring that I’m financially independent”
Not again..
Changes, bad or good is part of life. Whether you like it or not, it will happen. Here, I am listening to my boss rambling on the new organizational changes that will take place. Again?? Maybe there is something good this time.
So, how does it affect me? I’m not sure yet but I hope it will be good. I don’t give a damn as long as I’m happy.
So, how does it affect me? I’m not sure yet but I hope it will be good. I don’t give a damn as long as I’m happy.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Coffee Class
Interesting articles froom The Australian Women's Weekly's.
1. LONG BLACK, or espresso lungo or Americano, is a single shot of espresso over two-thirds of a cup of hot water.
2. CAPPUCCINO A single shot of espresso (one-third) with one-third steamed milk and one-third froth. A traditional Italian cappuccino does not have chocolate sprinkled on top, but this is usually standard in Australia. In Italy, cappuccino is mostly drunk in the morning and rarely after a meal.
3. FLAT WHITE A single shot of espresso (one-third) with two-thirds steamed milk, served in a cappuccino cup. Less milky than caffe latte.
4. CAFFE LATTE A single shot of espresso with two-thirds to three-quarters steamed milk with a fine layer of foam on top, served in a tall glass. Usually drunk at breakfast.
5. MOCHA A single shot of espresso with chocolate syrup or powder, topped with steamed milk and a fine layer of foam, and sprinkled with chocolate. Served in a tall glass.
6. AFFOGATO Two scoops of vanilla ice-cream in a cappuccino cup or dish with one shot of espresso poured over.
7. ESPRESSO, or short black, is a single shot of coffee of about 25-30ml, with a thick golden cream on top. The cream has a full flavor, body and aroma, and floats on top - it proves the espresso was brewed correctly.
8. MACCHIATO A single shot of espresso served with a spoonful of milk (frothed or heated) to "stain" or "mark" the coffee.
9. RISTRETTO This is an espresso with a single shot of coffee, but the machine is stopped part way to give only 20ml of liquid, with a rich golden cream (the layer of small bubbles and dense foam comprising oils and flavors) on top. Ristretto has an intense flavor and aftertaste.
1. LONG BLACK, or espresso lungo or Americano, is a single shot of espresso over two-thirds of a cup of hot water.
2. CAPPUCCINO A single shot of espresso (one-third) with one-third steamed milk and one-third froth. A traditional Italian cappuccino does not have chocolate sprinkled on top, but this is usually standard in Australia. In Italy, cappuccino is mostly drunk in the morning and rarely after a meal.
3. FLAT WHITE A single shot of espresso (one-third) with two-thirds steamed milk, served in a cappuccino cup. Less milky than caffe latte.
4. CAFFE LATTE A single shot of espresso with two-thirds to three-quarters steamed milk with a fine layer of foam on top, served in a tall glass. Usually drunk at breakfast.
5. MOCHA A single shot of espresso with chocolate syrup or powder, topped with steamed milk and a fine layer of foam, and sprinkled with chocolate. Served in a tall glass.
6. AFFOGATO Two scoops of vanilla ice-cream in a cappuccino cup or dish with one shot of espresso poured over.
7. ESPRESSO, or short black, is a single shot of coffee of about 25-30ml, with a thick golden cream on top. The cream has a full flavor, body and aroma, and floats on top - it proves the espresso was brewed correctly.
8. MACCHIATO A single shot of espresso served with a spoonful of milk (frothed or heated) to "stain" or "mark" the coffee.
9. RISTRETTO This is an espresso with a single shot of coffee, but the machine is stopped part way to give only 20ml of liquid, with a rich golden cream (the layer of small bubbles and dense foam comprising oils and flavors) on top. Ristretto has an intense flavor and aftertaste.
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