I was happy to be gifted with some Starbucks Caffè Verona this Christmas, described on the package as a
full-bodied blend of Latin American and Asia/Pacific coffees, with Italian Roast...added for depth. And that's where they get me, with the Italian Roast part. I can't quite relate to the further description of it being the
flavor of a fire-roasted marshmallow after you pull off the darkened cap, mainly because in my campfire days I was always very meticulous about only toasting marshmallows to a pale golden brown and not roasting them in the least. And since I've been drinking it in the morning, I'm not following Starbucks' suggestion of enjoying Caffè Verona with "[c]hocolate truffles and dinner guests." But it is pleasantly addictive!
"How use doth breed a habit in a man!" -- Two Gentlemen of Verona, Wm. Shakespeare
Pictured:
View of Verona and the River Adige from the Ponte Nuovo (Bernardo Bellotto, 1747)
