Cappuccino love

My coffee love came late in life — never bothered with it until I was in my 40s (looking back, I can’t believe this). I remember my honeymoon in Italy years ago, when my wife would have a cappuccino every morning while I had…ice water. What tha….

But I caught on, and at this point, I crave it just a bit too much I think, and have an embarrassingly passionate reaction to certain cups of cappuccino while traveling in Europe (this excess seems to happen overseas more than here in the USA).

Here is one of my shots:

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Tuscany visions

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Italy is perhaps the most beautiful country in the world, or near the top in any case. The above photo is from one of my many trips there.

The countryside is of course beautiful, but this can be said about many countries. And so it must be the Italian culture and sensibility that gives the air itself a kind of refined serenity.

They call Rome the “Eternal City” because of the feeling of timelessness there — that it will always be the way it is, a vibrant city with the gravitas of a former great empire. But I suppose the entire country could be called the “Eternal Country” because it does indeed feel as though time stops and good living begins when one is there.