A coffee temptation

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I’ve always been a coffee drinker. I started off with instant stuff, then graduated to frothy cappuccino, milky latte and now I live in Italy it’s one hundred percent hardcore espresso.

I briefly flirted with tea drinking in my youth, in the anglo saxon tradition of taking afternoon tea, so common in England loving Australia and I still enjoy the odd Earl Grey on a cold winters day.

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But now I look down on pussy Nespresso drinkers as I stuff the coffee into my Moka percolator as it squeaks closed, barely closing with the overflowing grains above its rim.

I love the gurgling sound it makes as it boils and the odor of fresh coffee in the morning is heavenly.

I have learnt you never wash the coffee maker with soap or dishwashing liquid, just a rinse under the tap as the suds get into the filter and ruin the flavor. Instead it is important to use the percolator often as every batch of coffee instills it will added taste, often the most battered ancient coffee maker will be the source of an excellent coffee!

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An espresso has become a quick cure for a headache, a nifty fix if you are feeling run down.

For me a coffee is well and truly short, no more watered down instant or milky latte, the last time I tried to have a Starbucks I nearly vomited. There is no home, I’ve become customised to the Italian habit of a quick short black, while standing at a bar.

But when is it too much?

I know when I have a coffee too late in the afternoon I’m going to be wide awake all night, but in the morning I’m lost without one or two home made ones. I’ve learnt a coffee at an Italian cafe is three times stronger, thanks to the stronger blend of coffee beans. So if I’m running late, no coffee at home and a quick one at the bar is enough for the whole day.

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Sicilian’s have a lethal relationship with caffeine, at my in laws for example the percolator gets a formidable workout during the day, it’s on the stove top at least four times in the morning, again after lunch and is also offered to any guest who randomly arrives night or day.

Combined with the other light drug of choice in Italy, tobacco it creates a myriad of health problems, not to mention unsightly rotten teeth and bad breath.

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I once read a short story about a man who did the rounds of his Sicilian relatives and politely ended up drinking ten coffees in a day (it was either that or ending up in a drunken stupor after ten Lemoncello, lemon based liquors, the other choice offering for visitors at Sicilian homes), the man in the story nearly had a caffeine induced heart attack!

As I write this post, wide awake well after midnight, I don’t think I’m going to have a heart attack, but I probably should cut down a little. For the sake of my beauty sleep!

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13 thoughts on “A coffee temptation

  1. I have to say that I do not drink coffee at home. I go out every morning to our local cafe bar and have a lovely strong caffe latte. The milk not quite boiling and is perfect for me. Watching the world go by is part of the pleasure. Coffee at home is never as good, so the only time I put the coffee pot on is for visitors!

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    1. I love how they make cappuccino’s in Italy, the milk is simply warmed up not boiled so it’s just right to drink straight away. In Australia you can get some serious burns to your mouth and tongue with a sip of capp, it’s quite dangerous!!
      I love cafe’ culture in Europe it’s bliss to sit and watch the world go by.

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  2. I can’t do a cafe. I still have to have an Americano or a Cap. For some reason the sing shot of black death dehydrates me, dries out my throat, and oddly enough gives me a bladder infection (from the dehydration). Seriously. 3 shots in one day equals a week on bactrim every time. You could say, “duh, lady, drink more water,” and you would be right.

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    1. It’s pretty strong stuff. My folks visited a while back and couldn’t do Italian coffee, mum got palpitations and Dad even if he loved the taste couldn’t handle it. Also the further south you go the sweeter they take their coffee, not good for diabetics!!
      My max is two a day, if I do three I’m up all night, no matter how much water I drink or even if I dilute it with milk.
      I love Italian cappuccino’s, how they are warmed up at the correct temperature to be drunk right away, in Australia if you drink a cap too soon you risk third degree burns, there’s nothing worse than having a burnt tongue!

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  3. Coffee always tastes so much better in Italy and I can’t quite figure out why! I can use the same coffee, the same machine, but it is still different! Some of my best memories of Italy are my morning cappuccinos accompanied with a marmelade filled cornetto…..yummy!!

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