Vera Wang lace gold bond collection:
coffee cup with saucer,
which remained safely home
in a display cabinet
On the other hand, this time, I knew I was coming to study hard (true) and party harder (false), and one of my first purchases before leaving Italy was just the moka. Actually, it has to be said that after to the colour of the moka machine I then chose the rest of the kitchenware.
Her name is Fiammetta,
three people size and
with a definite touch of
personality
The coffee I fancy is Caffè 14 Luglio:
yet also Illy and Lavazza red
can be assessed with a high rate
(if you are curious, please, feel free to ask for tips)
I could not spot until now a proper cup for my coffee, but I think I will start hunting for it soon in a charity shop, and not because I am an hipster searching for heirlooms, but because I realized how many beautiful objects are thrown away in this country when people move house. For me coffee is not just emotional, but ritual, as the tea ceremony used to be in the UK. I am attached to a certain protocol, a certain cup, a certain brand of coffee, a certain coffee spoon, a certain sugar (fewer and fewer, I wish I could drink it plain), a certain amount of milk (yes I milk coffee, I apologize).
Actually a honey - jam spoon with pearl handle
from a cheese set, but it has gradually become
my favorite stirring companion,
here on a David Abulafia's work
My sister as well is keen on having the following mug, of a dark blue, at home with a robust tea spoon:
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