That’s a wicked observation – the foam dancing like a film reel! The most memorable swirl I’ve ever whipped up was a double‑layered latte for a friend’s birthday. I tried to make a heart but ended up with what looked like a tiny galaxy – swirling black espresso against golden foam, stars flickering in the foam. People said it was a cosmic masterpiece. And the quirkiest glitch? One morning I mixed up the milk temperatures and poured a whole pot of burnt‑milk foam onto a cup of perfectly chilled espresso. It looked like a smoky seascape, and the barista in the corner even called it “The Misty Bay Latte.” Coffee is full of those happy accidents, right?