Fika

You told me about the Coffee Times you had growing up. At 10:00 am and again at 3:00 pm, when your papa came in from the fields and your momma made coffee and pulled out the pizzelle and anginetti cookies. And you would sit around the table, you and your brothers and your sisters and your momma and your papa and just talk together.

If I could have seen any moment in history, there would have been a great many majestic sights to see. But I should have liked to see a Coffee Time. I should have liked that very much.

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