Con Panna

Interesting story behind this one; I was sitting outside of Santana Row at a lovely French bakery. My shift from work was finally over with and I took my free time to sit and enjoy the sweet weather of Santa Clara. Now to take advantage of this beautiful weather I wanted to try something new.....So I starred at the menu for some time allowing people to pass in front of me. I seemed like a tourist just starring, almost as if I couldn't read. I came across "Con Panna" and I'm like....... "With Bread?" (literal Spanish translation); so I asked the lovely yet intimidating older woman at the cashier and she quickly said," Exxpreeesssooo with WhiPPP creme..." Now I tried my best to spell out exactly as I heard her say "expresso with whip cream , but you get the idea. Espressos, now we all know it's the hard-core $%@#of coffee, the blackest of black you will see. So I'm thinking, I've had a "shot" in my coffee before and I can taste the heaviness in it, I can totally handle just the shot. It's like taking a shot of whiskey or rum right? The whip cream should allow it to be smoother and tastier? So I looked at the marvels of simplicity, just black $#%@ with "creme"... YOLO...(I hate that phrase but what the heck). For those who don't know, YOLO is "You Only Live Once". So I slowly sipped because of intimidation and it's freaking hot. Oh so suddenly Con Panna became the love of my life....her dark taste, her sweet ending was a magnificent sensation that i never experienced, call me weird but she got me good. I enjoyed every sip and she gave me energy and wit that most men would ask for. Con Panna was my date as I sat alone in the tables outside of the busy plaza with only a sensual smile on my face, a bit daring in my opinion.