In Australia a cappuccino is a large cup of frothy milky coffee, which I am very fond of. I thought cappuccinos in Italy would be even better. On my first day in Italy I ordered a cappuccino at a café and I was brought a little white pot with a covering over it. That must be the milk I thought, then I waited for what seemed like an eternity for the coffee. Finally I lifted the cover of the little pot and it had strong black coffee in it. It was a real culture shock.
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Cappuccino Time
April 23, 2009 — brendakarenIf you’ve had a real bad day,
And lots of trouble came your way,
A cappuccino will cheer you up,
So pour yourself a nice big cup!
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