Coffee Culture

It's official.  I love Italian coffee.  Even the crappy machine coffee (for 30 cents!) we get at my school is delicious.  Somehow that machine makes delicious frothy cappuccinos (with the option to add cocoa!) and latte macchiatos, and about 17 other options.  In case I had any doubt about my new addiction, I experienced my first caffeine headache in class the other day.  Ah well, that's the nature of grad school I guess.  And at least it's only a 30-cents-a-day addiction.

Here's a pic of my frequent mid-morning snack during our class break.  All the students rush over to Taxi Blues at 10:45am for this!

Or this!  (although this cafe con panna was actually at a cafe in Pavia)

And one more picture to help convince you to visit:

Things are busy!  We are swimming in group projects and papers!  But I did manage to find time to go see the Broken Social Scene last week.  Great show!  And I threw a little party over the weekend --15 people in my tiny apartment!  It somehow turned into a cultural exchange in which everyone sang their national anthem.  We had representatives from China, Bulgaria, Austria, Croatia, Turkey, India, Iran, Nigeria, Russia, and the US.  Whoo, I love MIHMEP!  

This is a pic from another apartment party.  I don't seem to have any good ones from my place that actually have me in them.