I ordered a café cortado. 'Un cortado doble?' the helpful waiter asked. 'No, just a cortado (gracias)'.
Seemingly settling on our cortado (single not double) agreement, he turned his attention to one of his colleagues for a little while after which he turned around to me again confirming 'un cortado doble' before marching off towards the bar.
I surprised myself by letting go of a small yet determined 'No..!' shout that actually made the waiter turn around and look at me again. 'Un cortado normal' I said. Not a double. (ok?). Sure sure, whatever you say, lady.
Aahhh, four minutes later my coffee arrived. A nice and hot cortado doble.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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