When one is born Italian, he/she is supposed to like coffee, wine and animal organs (in this order) as if it were part of the natural genetic patrimony. Caffelatte (Milk and coffee) is what I grew up having for breakfast as a child.
Coffeeee???!! Asks those I share the information with, now concerned for my extravagant childhood. Yes, as a child, I had a dab of espresso in my morning milk- Plasmon Biscotti to go with it. That was the breakfast of champions. Every day, every morning. Never got tired of it. [...]
Via Mariano Pallottini