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Happy Monday! I hope you had a great Labor Day weekend!
On Friday, I mentioned that we spent the last week of August in Colorado. Among family reunion festivities, mountain hikes, beautiful views, good food, and great family time, one of the things that I LOVED was finding fabulous coffee shops.
On this trip in particular, we found two delicious coffee shops who both made incredible cappuccinos.
On Sunday, in Denver, I went to order two cappuccinos and the barista got so excited and said, “Yes! That’s my favorite drink to make!” He then proceeded to ask me all kinds of questions about exactly how I wanted to the drink to be made, so he could be sure it was perfect.
He didn’t just make coffee, he perfected it. And he wasn’t just working for a paycheck–he truly loved his job and took such joy and delight in providing excellent coffee for people to enjoy.
Fast forward to Monday, and we found ourselves in Breckenridge at “Cuppa Joe” sipping on cappuccinos that were even better than the day before. Here, not only did the barista make an INCREDIBLE cappuccino, but she bounced around, chatting to everyone who walked through the door. You could tell most were locals, and I’m telling you, this girl was invested. In addition to making great coffee, she was intentional, encouraging, and fun.
It kind of made we want to move there just so I could walk in and she would say, “There you are, Elizabeth! I assume you want a medium skim cappuccino with a sprinkle of cinnamon? Tell me all about your family reunion!!” And she wouldn’t just be saying it to be nice, she would genuinely want to hear all about it.
I don’t know what it is about Colorado, but I’m telling you, they have some of the best baristas around!
In addition to two great cups of coffee: here’s what I love about my new barista friends–not only are they good at their jobs, they love them! I’m sure it’s not always rainbows and butterflies, but when you were with them, you didn’t feel like it was just a job they were trying to survive until the day was over, they were living it and they were loving it.
And so, on this Tuesday after Labor Day, as we wipe the sleep out of our eyes and lament the fact that our three-day-weekend has come and gone, that’s my challenge to us all: to not just do our jobs to merely survive, but live them and love them!