Buongiorno everyone, I write to you with the delicious taste of Italian coffee on my lips. I guess that’s one of the peaks of having an Italian flat mate. 🙂
Caffé, the smell and taste, means so many memories, so many moments, so many mornings, afternoons and evenings, spent and shared with beloved people in so many different places. The first Autogrill after crossing the border, meeting after lessons in Caffé Letterario, morning sun at Lago di Garda.
If you ever tasted a good Italian caffé you know what I’m talking about.
Thanks to you, Andrea, I have the great desire to travel to Italy – and it’s growing stronger every day.
Quanto mi manca l’Italia. Ma almeno c’è qualcuno che mi fa un caffé buono. Grazie!