The cappuccino day

If someone would ask me "let's drink coffee" I was always one of these persons who would say "ok, but I don't drink coffee!". I tried it sometimes, these kinds of super concentrated and dark coffees in small cups, and always found it disgusting. I had resigned to a coffee free life, a life of tea and fruit juices. I did feel a little frustrated when I saw that people got so much energy from these little black cups which enabled them to resuscitate after long sleepless nights. The coffee revolution came slowly into my life. In dhermi, I asked for my first coffee, a cold nescaffe which I didn't finish. But two days ago, having taken the habit of taking spoons of the foam on Enida's coffee, I tried cappuccino. Revelation! Wonderful! Why did I never try this before! It's like the smell of coffee without the bitterness, and with cream as an extra! That's when I started liking cappuccino. My first very own cappuccino was prepared by Miri.

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That same day, in another coffee (yes life revolves around coffee places here) I delighted in saying for the first time "cappuccino please!" with my best italian pronunciation. I was so happy that I ended up putting my nose in the wipped cream.

"Wipped cream is better in your nose"

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