“What are you making over there?” Paul asked as I finished frothing the milk and dumped it over the cup of espresso I had already made.
“This? Something I’m experimenting with.” I said as I grabbed the half-cup of chai tea and dumped it on top.
“I call it a Chai-Mera Latte!”
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