After spending several weeks in Italy, for us the best coffee was what we would refer to as a “long black”, and in recent years when on a cruise ship, were told it is an “Americano”, this coffee was had in a very pretty small village called Tuscania, not far from Civitavecchia. What a wonderful holiday that was.
Really--is there anything better than being recognized at your local coffee bar and settling down to "il solito"? For an American in Italy, it's the ultimate sense of belonging. Especially knowing that I could go to a Starbucks in New York for 20 years and never see a glimmer of recognition...
I was in Italy in October and I found it so interesting that I could be sustained on a coffee and croissant for breakfast. If I did that here in Canada I would be hungry in an hour and later become "hangry" as we call it. I guess you just eat like a local where you are! This is great information - thank you for sharing it!
Even though I live in Rome, I think breakfast in southern Italy is the best. I could eat sfogliatelle and pasticiotti and drink caffè leccese everyday!
One of the best things about breakfast in Italy is that it is perfectly acceptable to eat cake for breakfast - something that should be adopted far and wide!
Reading this letter has made me very hungry. Breakfast for me, especially when I'm on vacation, is
very important. We recently had a cookathon with my niece and her children. She wants them to
learn of our traditions. We made Zeppolle and they were a big hit.
Growing up my mother would make us pizza fritte on the weekends. These were made from bread dough and fried in oil. Then we would sprinkle them with cinnamon and sugar or pour maple syrup over them. Yum.
When I was in Florence last spring my favorite breakfast was a cappuccino with apple cake. When I came home I bought Cucina Povera and now I make your recipe for apple cake when I want to be reminded of the cafe experience! It is so delicious! I love your descriptions in this post! Thank you!
I saved this to read during a quiet morning with my coffee and it did not disappoint! Thank you for transporting me this morning.
There’s nothing quite like an Italian bar breakfast here, sadly (although I have found a few spots in NY that do capture it).
Cappuccino e un budino di riso per me! Or maybe a cornetto vuoto…or with crema for a treat. Or how could I say no to a sfoglia con riso? The hardest thing is the choosing.
I walked past Buonamici in Florence three times before I found it, and almost gave up—happily the butcher shop nearby set me straight, and I brought a gorgeous package of treats back to our apartment. ☕️ 🥐 ✨
We are heading to Sicily and Turin in May, so your thorough and delightful discussion of breakfast in Italy is most timely. Despite being a coffee lover, I’ve never managed to develop a taste for straight espresso, so I’m glad to know there are so many other variations to try—and of course those cornetti will be most welcome!
Giulia Scarpaleggia effortlessly transports readers to the heart of Italy with her enchanting breakfast guide. Her passion for Italian flavors shines through, making it a delightful read. Grazie, Giulia, for sharing your culinary wisdom and bringing a taste of Italy to our breakfast tables!
What about a flat white? (Cappucino, but hold the foam off when adding the steamed milk)
After spending several weeks in Italy, for us the best coffee was what we would refer to as a “long black”, and in recent years when on a cruise ship, were told it is an “Americano”, this coffee was had in a very pretty small village called Tuscania, not far from Civitavecchia. What a wonderful holiday that was.
Really--is there anything better than being recognized at your local coffee bar and settling down to "il solito"? For an American in Italy, it's the ultimate sense of belonging. Especially knowing that I could go to a Starbucks in New York for 20 years and never see a glimmer of recognition...
I was in Italy in October and I found it so interesting that I could be sustained on a coffee and croissant for breakfast. If I did that here in Canada I would be hungry in an hour and later become "hangry" as we call it. I guess you just eat like a local where you are! This is great information - thank you for sharing it!
And, of course, granita e panino or brioche in southeast Sicily.
Even though I live in Rome, I think breakfast in southern Italy is the best. I could eat sfogliatelle and pasticiotti and drink caffè leccese everyday!
Love how you described the Italian breakfast!
One of the best things about breakfast in Italy is that it is perfectly acceptable to eat cake for breakfast - something that should be adopted far and wide!
Reading this letter has made me very hungry. Breakfast for me, especially when I'm on vacation, is
very important. We recently had a cookathon with my niece and her children. She wants them to
learn of our traditions. We made Zeppolle and they were a big hit.
Growing up my mother would make us pizza fritte on the weekends. These were made from bread dough and fried in oil. Then we would sprinkle them with cinnamon and sugar or pour maple syrup over them. Yum.
So macchiatone in Tuscany is like Espressino in Puglia?
To add: caffe' speciale from Polignano. Coffe, cream, amaretto and lemon zest. You have to try it, my treat
Lovely post Giulia, brava. C'è da aggiungere anche il "Marocchino" and they call it an "Espressino" down in Pugila.
When I was in Florence last spring my favorite breakfast was a cappuccino with apple cake. When I came home I bought Cucina Povera and now I make your recipe for apple cake when I want to be reminded of the cafe experience! It is so delicious! I love your descriptions in this post! Thank you!
There is nothing like Italian cafe! Thanks for all the descriptions... Very informative!
I saved this to read during a quiet morning with my coffee and it did not disappoint! Thank you for transporting me this morning.
There’s nothing quite like an Italian bar breakfast here, sadly (although I have found a few spots in NY that do capture it).
Cappuccino e un budino di riso per me! Or maybe a cornetto vuoto…or with crema for a treat. Or how could I say no to a sfoglia con riso? The hardest thing is the choosing.
I walked past Buonamici in Florence three times before I found it, and almost gave up—happily the butcher shop nearby set me straight, and I brought a gorgeous package of treats back to our apartment. ☕️ 🥐 ✨
We are heading to Sicily and Turin in May, so your thorough and delightful discussion of breakfast in Italy is most timely. Despite being a coffee lover, I’ve never managed to develop a taste for straight espresso, so I’m glad to know there are so many other variations to try—and of course those cornetti will be most welcome!
Giulia Scarpaleggia effortlessly transports readers to the heart of Italy with her enchanting breakfast guide. Her passion for Italian flavors shines through, making it a delightful read. Grazie, Giulia, for sharing your culinary wisdom and bringing a taste of Italy to our breakfast tables!