Moka

I wrote this text for my Dutch class. The assignment was to write a text describing a personal experience including some research. It was not meant to be a psychoanalysis session: no research on the personal experience itself. In some sense, the assignment was to write a report, such as a visit to a city, including details on the city’s history, or something along those lines. Recently, I did not visit a city of which I would have like to deepen into its history, art extravaganza or whatnot. However, last week-end I cleaned our moka, the essential coffee percolator in every Italian household. The moka was the perfect subject for this (Dutch-writing) assignment.

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