Spanish coffee lovers usually do not tolerate natas. Our coffees are not lattes. They resemble an espresso but have a distinct flavor, aroma and taste. The boiled (not steamed) milk is a big contributor. If you serve coffee with natas, most Hispanics will get disgruntled and if they happen to be family members, they will immediately return their cup and ask for another.
Nata is the thick film that floats to the top after you have boiled milk. If you’re like me, you find it to be nasty and remove it quickly before you pour the milk into your coffee.
- The pin of hate that is worn as a badge of honor.
- Angry thoughts and/or feelings that linger forever and have no expiration date.
- Being sensitive towards certain things when we should’ve gotten over it already.
- Carrying the torch for someone who has left ions ago and was not worth it.
- The green shade of jealousy that has taken hold of our wardrobe.
- The common ache from the disease called Comparison Syndrome.
- The Ghost of Insecurity that hangs around like a faithful companion.
- The common middle name….Procrastination.
- When no choice has become our excuse.
- When we still hear the computer sound wave – “unworthy, unworthy” as we look in the mirror.
- The lost of control that shows in our gut and hips.
- Keeping friends who influence us negatively.
- Beating ourselves up when God doesn’t know what we’re talking about.
- When being critical has made us age.
- Being an attention junkie and unable to kick the habit.
- When we live to please and please and please.
- When control freaks bow down and worship us.
- Respect is only displayed when coerced.
- Self-esteem needs to be scraped off of our shoes from time to time.
- Love is only about what we get.
- No is not part of our vocabulary.
- The fear of … (fill in the blank).

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