Today I want to confess you my greatest sinn.
I adore to "prendere"(=take) coffee in italian bars.
From my very first day in Italy when I came for the first time as a tourist here and till today, 15 years later, I enter with the same religious trepidation in the bars for this ritual.
Oh no, my dear friends, it's not the same. It's very different.
In summer, in aeroport of Rome, I heared 3 italians speaking:
-Let's go to take our last coffee!
-No, we take it when we come in.... (don't remember where)
-You don't understand. There is not real coffee in other places.
It was the first time for me after 7 years that I travelled in other countries. I was a little surprised to hear it and I did not believed. But I went to the bar behind them too. :)))
Than in Moscow, in the center of the city, in the part where there is all the best for most reach persons ( --- ), I saw a "coffee-house" with hundreds of sorts of coffee, with a "right" coffee-mashine and said to me: now I'll take a good coffee here in Moscow too ( is unpossible that it costs too much,I thought, but I was not right -to pay it I had to wash plates later :))) ).
No. It was not coffe. It was urine, excuse me.
Than, when I had to wait for a plane in Amsterdam, I wanted to drink coffee too. But it was not a coffee. It was an other drink. But not coffee.
Do you know, that I can never make the same coffee at home as they do it in bars?I asked everybody, I experienced with water and different sorts of coffee, with moka-coffee-mashines. Nothing. My coffee is unpossible to drink.
I understood: it's because I HAVE TO GO IN BAR.
about the lables of real brasilian coffee
Лейбл настоящего бразильского кофе