Macchiato Sounds Like a Nice Name

Since we had to go down to East Bay Coffee today to work on blogs, I thought I might as well run there, and finally get some exercise. When I got there with windswept hair, I saw Don taking photos of Raqeeb so I waited outside to get mine taken and tried to fix my hair.  After a quick few pictures, I went inside, and we all started working on our profiles. 

We looked at the past ILCer's profiles because for some reason we had trouble writing about ourselves. After finishing that up, and when Don finished taking pictures of Cecilia, we got instructions on how to edit and decorate the blog. 

In between that, Don got us all coffee. This is when the disaster happened. I saw a board with a list of a few of the coffees they served, and one of them was a macchiato. I thought the name sounded nice and so I thought, why not just buy it?

My macchiato vs. Cecilia's hot chocolate

When our orders all came back, I finally figured out what a macchiato was. It was an extremely strong shot of espresso in a small cup...and it was extremely bitter. I had to accept it though, and finish it since it was actually pretty expensive for a small cup. 

We all got together in front of my laptop since it had the biggest screen, and started editing the blog design. We wanted to make it Chicago themed and used the same shade of maroon as the logo by looking up the hex code online. After having a huge food fight and bloodbath we finally agreed on the design that you currently see. 

Just kidding! We collaborated really well, and productively figured out the best design. We tried every single idea every one of us suggested and nicely agreed or disagreed. After a good half hour of trial and error, we were all finally satisfied with the design and background. This entire process had clearly brought us much closer than before as we were able to freely voice our opinions and get rid of any tension. 

We started working on our blogs for the night and one by one, everyone started leaving. Don gave me a ride back home, and so I'd like to thank him for that. As I began writing this at home, I realized that I had a great time with my cohort and couldn't wait until the next time we all got together. 

Chicago better be ready for this