Long life the latte

From certain reports, from certain interviews, it seems that the ideal of the average Italian is brioche at the bar or lunch at a restaurant.

Lately — I mean in the last two decades in crescendo — there has been a rush to “life as an aperitif”. And, perhaps, — with all due respect to the restaurateurs and those who live with those activities — a stop was needed. A rethinking of this rushed and superficial lifestyle. The “aperitif life” had to be stopped. By force, by law.

At eighteen it is normal to gather in a pub to make the usual speeches and the usual jokes. It is a…