Not a novel rec, but it's become one of my favorite rituals. Probably because it reminds me of family parties when my parents, aunts, and uncles would all have a cup before heading out. In that way, it's become an unexpected marker of my adulthood.
I’ve been drinking my ristretto (flex) shot in one gulp ever since someone told me to shoot it like It’s Saturday night. Got conflicting reports on whether or not this is “Italian style” but I like the one and done. Currently chasing it with tomato basil soup which lowkey could be its own rec but it’ll live within this one, congruently.
