I never get bored siting in class when I’m learning about fashion, but often the rush of school, projects and homework cause me to forget where I am. Often I find myself mindlessly walking home staring at my feet trying to remember what I need to do when I get home. But suddenly I look up for a second and can’t help but gasp as I look out along the Arno river and see the lights of the city dancing on the water, and then I remember… I am attending F.I.T. in Florence.
Earlier this week, coming from a long day at school, I chanced to stumble upon a small little liberia e cafe (bookstore and cafe) by the name of Meykadeh. When I first walked in I saw a fantastic assortment of drinks glued to the wall with light radiating from them. At the time I only had 3 euro in my pocket and was craving some Italian Chocolate. Usually I am dubious about trying new places but I sat down at the bar and ordered cioccolate calda con panna (hot chocolate with whipped cream). The barista and co-owner, whose name I discovered to be Jan, asked me if I would like Mint, Orange, Dark, or Milk. I don’t think I’ve ever had such a hard time decided over hot chocolate, but I went with the milk chocolate just to be safe. We talked as she concocted my drink like a careful scientist. I discovered that we had a mutual appreciation for Rugby and the fact that she is from New Zealand, we also had a similar satisfaction in the results of the Rugby World Cup. It was nice hearing about how she came to Italy and about her new age love story that resulted in the little cafe, Meykadeh. When she passed me the large cup filled past the rim with whipped cream, dusted with chocolate and accented with a biscotti, I couldn’t help but feel like a local. I wrapped my hands around the cup watched the steam and thought to myself, “Next time, Orange.”