Who know me they know quite well I’m a coffee addict. I could live on coffee and nothing else. It’s not the perfect recipe of a long and healthy life, I know well, however I’m quite dizzy if I can’t drink a cup of coffee early in the morning. And I remember for the sweet weekends in the past when we drove 2 hours to get to Wien just for a really nice cup of coffee. It was  full of luxury.
Now when  I’m certainly busy and my mind is all around moving, Christmas and presents I probably drink more coffee than the national average here.  It doesn’t matter if it’s a ristretto, espresso, coffee latte or long coffee all of them are a real treat.
And why did I write so much about coffee? Because my one year old great coffee machine is out of order. And I miss it, so much that I would like to get a new one  from Santa. And not a Nespresso, not at all.