Proliferator

I finally made it to the Caffé degli Orefici here in Bologna, supposedly the home of the finest Bolognese espresso. I ordered a cappuccino, and from what I could tell about the base it was definitely the best I’ve had in Italy so far. The milk was at a nice temperature, too, which meant that I was able to polish it off quite rapidly.

The barista etched what I initially thought to be a face with giant eyes and a funny nose. I looked more closely, and it was actually a woman’s body from the bust down. And, I don’t know if this was intentional, but the pelvic area was, uh, realistically shaded.