A Cortadito Just Doesn't Cut It...For Me

Un cortadito cubano



A Cortadito Just Doesn’t Cut It… For Me

Should I, or shouldn’t I? I wondered, the day before The Big Bash. Whether I should or shouldn’t, just past noontime, I knew what I had to do: hightail it to Roma Bakery to indulge in one of their café con leches. The best in the city, served piping hot, with the foam added, little by little, in layers, to soften the high-energy impact of a café cubano.
As I was downing it, I thought to myself: A cortadito just doesn’t cut it… for me. A café con leche’s just another name for a latte. Take heart, Starbuck’s.
However, the bulk of the garbage can outside Roma’s was filled with small Styrofoam cups. Cortadito-sized cups, as well as teeny-tiny cups used to down the rocket fuel straight up, just like the finest single malt.
So, my dear Seattleites, it appears as if you’ll have to stay put west of the Palmetto. When you produce a triple espresso, lower Tamiami will perk up.
Maybe.

Un cafe con leche cubano

Una colada cubana--otherwise known as, rocket fuel (or Cuban single malt).