Today as I was standing at the bar, attempting to make the perfect cappucino a thought popped into my head: Making friends is a lot like making coffee.I realize this might sound odd at first, but humor me. Standing there amidst the steam of the milk wand it occured to me just how much time, effort, finesse, and talent it takes to make the perfect cup-o-joe. You have to remember each step... taking time to make sure the temperature of the milk is right: not too hot, not too cold. You have to make the perfect shot: 12-23 seconds in length. You have to create the right kind of foam: not too frothy, not foam with giant bubbles. If you think about it, it's a lot like making friends.
You have to be charming, and witty, and interested, but not too pushy. You have to take time listening to people's history, interests, needs. You have to assess what makes them tick.. or at least I do. I guess I didn't realize how long that took.
Some friendships are quick, and end in a blaze of glory, like shots of espresso. Some take a long time to make a connection, like a non-fat, sugarfree vanilla cappuccino.And some people, like some coffee, don't turn out the way you thought they would, so you have to start over again.
I guess, in short... this whole making friends in a new town thing takes a lot more skill and mastery than I had originally thought. I only wish it took as long to make a friend as a cup of coffee.
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