pentax, fuji 200 film
The anniversary of my first cappuchino. I tend to pay attention to firsts. Exactly 5 years ago yesterday, I drank this cappuccino. I was in Italy. I had been engaged for 7 days. Tim and I were at a little cafe which hung out over the sea on the rocky northern coast, and the sea breeze blew salt into my mouth and my hair into my face. The drink was both bitter and sweet and I had a paperback tucked full of postcards in my bag, and I brought one out and drew a little picture of the cappuccino, with a little drop of the coffee in the center.
I never did end up sending that postcard to my friend and have it still, sewn into my journal, with that drop.