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21 June 2016 @ 04:11 pm
Random Post: Diary of a Coffee Lover  
You know when you say Italy people think oh, yes... Mafia, Pizza and Mandolino... I think it's outdated and not accurate to be honest...

Mafia... Maybe yes, but in the south, but I've never been further south than Rome unfortunately, so I don't know if it's actually an everyday thing... Definitely not something that acomunes all Italians. Pizza YES! Definitely. If you don't have pizza once a week you're either intolerant to good food or not a true Italian... They lied to you.. But Mandolino? I've never seen one... Can we change it with espresso? I think it's more accurate...

Now that I live in Florida I kind of gave up on pizza (I can hear the GoT nun ringing the bell and saying shame shame shame) because this is not the real thing, but I can't be without my coffee... The first thing I bought, even before getting the place I'm renting, was a coffee maker... I literally moved in with a suitcase on one hand and a coffee maker on the other one... I'm not messing around guys... I have a problem and I'm cherishing it!

Before the Nespresso maker I've tried every coffee shop around here, and every single one of them failed in delivering me what I asked: a simple espresso... Not more than a finger of coffee (I mentioned a finger in the orizontal position but the cultural gap made them measure the amount of brown gold in the vertical way) but the worst thing: they always burn it!!! So, in order to deliver to my body the daily intake of caffeine, I had to move into the Frappuccino realm... Even if I can't have it every day (because a frappuccino a day would be like telling your body "I don't care anymore" and it would force me to exercise more than I do) it's a nice threat once a week. A threat that remained even now that I have a nice home made espresso every morning and after lunch.

The other day Starbucks posted a photo of something called double double fudge bar frappuccino and I knew I had to try it...

It has been 2 days now... I was checking the weather forecast after lunch to be sure (and both times it said 0% chance rain) getting myself together, get the bike ready to go and then, when I was about to step out, a storm... Not a little London Rain but buckets of water... I thought I saw Noah across the street and he waved, asking if I needed a lift...

Derek told me last year he saw a guy on a canoe on the street... ON.A.CANOE!!!

But today I didn't check. I took my bike and I went to my favorite Starbucks (5 miles from home) and I got myself my deserved frappuccino. And it was GOOD! OMG it's covered in chocolate shipper cream! Mr. Starbucks... You are a genius, sir! There are like 20 Starbucks between home and this particular Starbucks, but I'm still a crazy person, and I need to know I'm going to burn the calories I get into my body, and the best way is to go far away because eventually I have to go back home...

So, yes this was just a random post... Sorry for the rant... Going back to my book now... Enjoy your day everyone!!
 
 
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Ery-chan: Music/Musicalerychan86 on June 23rd, 2016 01:23 pm (UTC)
For about 12 years I lived in the Italian district of Melbourne, and it was pretty much mafia central There was a restaurant about 5 mins walk away from where I was living as a student that was the site of a gangland shooting.
I'm sorry to hear that! See... Mafia is connected with power and money, people with these things can leave and have to leave if they want to survive or make more money. These are the people that carry our flag outside of our borders, they wear it with the Italian pride - that is just a faded memory of what we used to be, and they cover it with stains. Our politicians enter in foreigners homes throughout the TV, showing a picture of a country of cowards, traitors and self absorbed souls. :(

Uh.... so yeah, I think I pretty much lived in people's idea of what Italy is like without ever having been to Italy?
This saddens me... Italians are much more than that. Don't get me wrong: my people is messed up. We trust no one, we're way too proud and we don't adjust easily to changes. But (as soon as we know we can trust you) we're nice and warm, happy to be alive, passionate about everything and we wear our heart on our sleeves... there's no time to be fake, what you see is what you get. I miss that when I'm away, everyone here in America is like over doing it... Since we were talking about food: I can eat at a restaurant where the waiter constantly comes and asks me - while my mouth is full - if everything is okay without even care (because you can see they don't care) and then you have to leave a tip even if the service was awful... or when people asks you how you're doing while walking by and they don't even stop... And all these extra "Sorry" and "Thank You" that are not necessary and not felt... I'll get used to it one day xD

One thing's for sure, I have got *ridiculously* high standards of what's an acceptable pizza...
LOL! That's a blessing and a curse. A blessing because you now know how good it really is (even if I think you should try the original Pizza in Italy :) maybe we can also make amends for the kind of Italians you've met during these 12 years) and a curse because it's so difficult to find a good restaurant!!!
in_the_bottlein_the_bottle on June 23rd, 2016 06:39 pm (UTC)
Oh dear god, no, I didn't mean to give you an impression that it wasn't a good neighbourhood! Its actually one of the more expensive and pretty inner city neighbourhoods in the area and I loved it there! I wouldn't have stayed there for so long otherwise and my previous housemate is still living in the area, back in the same block of flats we shared when we were students, in fact! I moved houses 4 times in the 12 years and every single time, its within Carlton/Carlton North because I love it there so much. And google Lygon Street Melbourne, and its one of the tourist places to go if you're ever in Melbourne, and filled with fantastic restaurants and cafes. To be honest, Rocky himself seemed quite a pleasant fella when you're his customer and don't piss him off. :P

Grand prix season, just head down Lygon street and every single one who own an Italian sports car will have it parked on Lygon St and you're free to wander along and take pictures with the cars if you wish. And I'm proud to say we were the first neighbourhood to drive the local Starbucks out of business, because honestly, with that many proper Italian cafes and restaurants around, why the fuck would you go to Starbucks?! I mean, just look at this!! Holy crap, I'm now missing the hot chocolate and pastries at Brunetti's....

And I have friends in the area who are Italian migrants and its fantastic that we'd go into a restaurant and she'd order in Italian and the waiters/owners would reply back in Italian with a bright smile. Its amazing really, and I've grown quite used to the Italian restaurant owners hospitality. There was once I ordered a pizza takeaway at one of my fav pizza place, and because they were so busy, the staff kinda forgot about my order. When the owner found out that I was still there 20mins later, I got my pizza for free. :D

We don't do tips in Australia unless the service is EXCEPTIONAL, and even then its whatever you feel like tipping and not a fixed percentage. Which is why New York hates Australian tourists. Its not that we don't want to tip the Americans, we just don't know how or how much because we never have to do it at home because our minimal wage is like $17/h and our wait staff don't rely on tips to make a living!

Oh dear god, I'm now craving pizza... I might order some for dinner tomorrow night. A bit too late now and I'm too hungry to wait. All your fault, had me talking about food. Haha!
Ery-chanerychan86 on June 24th, 2016 12:31 pm (UTC)
Oh dear god, no, I didn't mean to give you an impression that it wasn't a good neighbourhood!
Oh I'm glad!!! I feel better :D

And I have friends in the area who are Italian migrants and its fantastic that we'd go into a restaurant and she'd order in Italian and the waiters/owners would reply back in Italian with a bright smile. Its amazing really, and I've grown quite used to the Italian restaurant owners hospitality. There was once I ordered a pizza takeaway at one of my fav pizza place, and because they were so busy, the staff kinda forgot about my order. When the owner found out that I was still there 20mins later, I got my pizza for free. :D
Food business = Serious Business... An Italian mother never leaves you unfed... As a owner to a restaurant you're like a mother xD

We don't do tips in Australia unless the service is EXCEPTIONAL
And that's how it should be! Here I have to tip a waitress who brings me the wrong salad twice and gets called a couple of times before showing up with my water. So crazy! So I tip and I never go back to the place...

Oh dear god, I'm now craving pizza... I might order some for dinner tomorrow night. A bit too late now and I'm too hungry to wait. All your fault, had me talking about food. Haha!
AHAHA same here. I went to an Italian restaurant last night because I was craving it so badly LOL!