A Whole Lotta Latte

For a while there, I really thought I was in for some serious trouble. The only reason I ever get out of bed in the morning is to get close to my morning cup of joy. I lay there until I can hear my husband in the kitchen clanging around. When I hear the hum, whir, and whoosh of our espresso machine (as he skillfully crafts my cafe latte)--I know that it's a good time to drag my butt out of bed and gratefully accept the hot cup of joy offered me.

My mornings were about to become dark and dreary, however, because skim milk holds too many happy little carbs for the South Beach diet's dreaded phase one. Frothy skim milk pretty much holds my universe together. All was not good with Abbey, that is, until I discovered almond milk. Almond milk (unsweetened), by some minor miracle, can be whooshed and whirred right up into a frothy milky substance that mimics my usual morning latte--and all virtually carb free! JOY! I do believe I'm ready to tame this damn diet now!