Coffee common sense: know the city of Trieste Coffee in Italy

I took a bus from Venice and fell asleep under the pleasant and monotonous pastoral background of northern Italy. Two and a half hours later, I stood at the door of a three-story hotel in Trieste with my suitcase. "Trieste? What kind of shithole is this? " Before leaving, a friend asked. The same confusion and prejudice appeared in 1806, when the French writer Chateaubrion came here with a long sigh and said, "take one last breath of civilization and set foot in the wilderness." Indeed, when it comes to Italy, there are many reasons to miss it, but it won't fall on Trieste unless you've been here.

The city of coffee

The inn is located by the sea, pushing open the door of the terrace, the Adriatic sea breeze is blowing, the reef is standing, and the water is blue. However, if you naturally hope that there are still some beautiful, romantic and gentle feelings that belong to the seaside, I'm sorry, this really doesn't.

Although in terms of territory, Trieste belongs to hot Italy, but most of it is surrounded by Slavic countries: five miles from the city center you will reach Slovenia; ten miles to Croatia; and a day's drive to Serbia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Hungary. Trieste has been the territory of Austria-Hungary since the middle of the 19th century and was the third largest city of Austria-Hungary after Vienna and Prague.

After World War I, the Austro-Hungarian Empire collapsed and Trieste became a pearl in Italian boots. But under the prestigious names of Rome, Florence, Venice and Milan, the pearl is quiet and lonely. According to the results of a survey in 1999, about 70% of Italians did not know that there was such a city within the border. However, over the past decade, the city seems to have a bit of a high profile, with its most recent reputation coming from 2006, when it was named "the most livable city in Italy" on the grounds of mild climate, beautiful scenery, simple folkways and clean city appearance. But think about it: do the Italians who love food, opera, art, women, speak loudly, speak freely, and go wherever they go? do they really care about the simplicity of folkways and the cleanliness of the city? Trieste's honor is clearly international rather than Italian. As Ferrari, a dark-haired beauty from Rome, commented: "Trieste is lovely, but not Italian."

In June, Trieste is like a reserved lady in the 19th century, with sunshine, but only a little; clouds, but only a little; wind is a little; rain is a little; it is neither less nor less for you to wear more, nor without an umbrella. I'm sure if you ask for a kiss on the back of Triaster's hand, it's just a short finger.

Ferrari is a coffee fan. I came to Trieste a week earlier. I was sunbathing on the beach two days ago. I felt that the sun was not hot, so I ignored sunscreen. As a result, my shoulder was sunburnt. I caught a cold because of the light rain these two days. I think it's not worth taking an umbrella. At the open-air coffee table in Tomaso, a century-old coffee shop in the city center, Ferrari drank two cups of espresso Espresso in a row, sighed and said, "this city is so quiet." How I miss the noise of Rome. However, this city is a city of coffee. There is the first coffee university in the world. You must go there. "

Coffee University is not an official university, it is an institution set up by Italian coffee brand illy to study and impart coffee knowledge. Italian founded its famous coffee kingdom in Trieste in 1933, making the city located in the northeast corner of Italy a veritable coffee city. The streets and alleys are full of cafes, and there are several cafes with a hundred years of history alone. And this famous coffee university has attracted countless coffee fans to come from thousands of miles.

In order to accommodate me as a coffee rookie, Ferrari accompanied me to try a day-long coffee beginner course. The school is located in the coffee factory of Yili Company, and after visiting the roasting process of the coffee, we are taken into the classroom and the class begins.

The window is bright and clean, stepped desk, a computer, paper, pen, small microphone in front of everyone. When I went to college, I didn't have such advanced teaching equipment, and the teacher was so handsome. The teacher in class is the chief barista of Italian Coffee, a typical Italian handsome guy. So boring data and topics such as Arabia coffee beans, Robusta coffee beans, 7 grams of coffee powder or 50 coffee beans for a cup of Espresso are easily accepted in singing Italian. As a veteran coffee drinker, Ferrari easily made a leaf-shaped cream foam floating on the coffee in the final process of making her own coffee, which was praised by the handsome teacher. After a half-day course, rookies popularize knowledge and veterans gain favor, and the result is more satisfactory than expected.