My flirtation with cappuccino.

Used to never drink coffee. But now I imbibe. Because of the Italian influence. My Italian true love thought it strange that I wasn’t a coffee drinker. Didn’t like warm drinks. Tea. Hot chocolate. American coffee. So she had me try espresso. So I’d act more like a true Italian. It was all right. But then I tried cappuccino. And that was better than all right. So now I regularly have a cappuccino with my breakfast. With whipped crème on the top. Maybe it’s the whipped crème that’s the real lure. But a cappuccino also helps me pass as an Italian gentleman. An image I seek to cultivate. –Jim Broede