There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold.

Another favored barista of mine (I'm telling you guys, coffee is the way to my heart.) is the biggest Harry Potter fan I've ever met.  Ever.  And I know a lot of  HP fans.  Of which, I am one.  Last year she asked me if I'd consider making her a Weasley sweater.  I explained that, though I would love nothing more, at my current rate this endeavor would likely take up all of my spare time for a solid year.  :/  So, we struck a deal and decided that golden snitch mitts were the thing to sport to properly non-verbally state one's admiration for the magical writings of miss JK.  I hope these mitts would do JK proud.  I can't bear the thought of anything less.  She's been so good to me, entertainmentwise,  I wouldn't want to disappoint her.