Soledad's Journal

I learned to drink coffee slowly through my childhood -- my father apparently made it for me with milk before I can remember, and then as a fairly small child we stayed in France where they didn't serve milk with coffee at all, so I learned to drink it black, with lots of sugar, before I was ten. Then I gave up the sugar as a teenager, and started drinking espresso when I graduated and first got a proper flat to put an espresso maker in. So for me it's definitely not a mark of being an adult!