Caffè Napoli
Coffee, a nicety to have for some (like me), the nectar of life for others. I am lucky (or not) in that coffee doesn’t really seem to affect me. That is until I reach maybe 4 or 5 shots. Then weird things start to happen. …
Tag: sfogliatella
Mantovani 1946
When I was wandering around in amusement parks long ago, I always thought one sign would be a guarantee of carnage. Not a little girl being denied another round in the bouncy castle. Not the excited boy being refused another ride in the roller coaster. …