Voglia di tè

As I started speaking about Italian way of eating, remembered my every-morning dilemma: tea or coffee?

At home I usually had a cup of tea. Here, in Italy, I have a big cup of coffee with milk. And I like it. But... this little devil which sits inside myself (or maybe on my right or left shoulder?) always encourage me to say: no, today I want some tea! I like tea! I am tired of coffee! So I make some tea and... I don't find it so delicious like I imagined. So I promise myself that next morning I will be like everyone around and will drink some coffee with milk.

Till the next devil-morning:)