Today was pretty awesome. I had some really good espresso at a cafe in North End, which is essentially little Italy. Also some really good tiramisu. Then I went to watch the women's figure skating finals. Our future Olympians! Here is my writing contribution of the day. And on a side note, I'm totally digging this whole global citizen feeling I've got now. [note that this will not necessarily be the case during the Olympics. def team USA ;) ]
I like it black, no sugar
espresso, a taste of the exotic now made familar. the opposite of unheimlich, perhaps?
this taste is good, close, familiar, like home