My Italian neighbor stands by Italian coffee; it's the best in the world by her standards. She gave me a syringe full this morning, just a moment ago, saying that it had been cooked too long.
It tasted fine but just that little bit, cut with 4 times as much milk, has my eyes wide open! Hello, good morning!
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- Katie K
- I like being impulsive and rubbing my fists against responsibility while eating peanut butter chunky ice cream, watching cheesy romance comedies, and writing terribly.
3 comments:
Eye-talian coffee? Pfft. I'll take good ol' American mud any day.
I wish my neighbors would inject me with espresso.
I know, right? It's pretty fantastic! The eye-talian stuff - not that American mud that makes bricks in your stomach! ;)
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