2. The coffee
Those close to me know how heavily I rely on coffee.
It is the elixir of my life, what wakes me up and keeps me from going crazy each day.
That caffeine dependency intensified the minute I stepped foot in Italy.
Caffè latte. Cappuccino. Espresso.
Some velvety smooth, others frothy and light. One came with a heart, several with smiles.
I drank it all, and I draft it often.
And of course, I brought bags of it back home with me.
It was that good.