Folks, there are very few things in this world nicer then a fresh brewd cup of "short" (ristretto) espresso illy, savoured at a splendid terrace by the Black Sea, in the evening time, watching the people clearing the beach and listening to soft Julio Iglesias music.
And I did just that today. I was thinking to myself the other day that no matter how poor God will ever decide to make me during this life, I hope He will allow me just enough means to afford a nice cup of espresso by the sea, form time to time. That would make me a lot happier whatever the situation.
P.S.: Oh, I found a GREAT post about how to make the best espresso HERE. (Alexis Kahn)