The other day I tried a new coffee shop and received this:
I must say, without even tasting it, I knew I had found my new hangout (psst, Primavera in Cahaba Heights). That little heart in my coffee made me immeasurably happy. True, the odds are very high that they do that for everyone (my coworker says they can also do leaves), but personally I ignore that. When I get that little heart in my coffee I have a little warm fuzzy “aw shucks” moment as if the barista made it especially for me. Oh yeah, and the coffee is excellent, too.