Making breakfast on a daily basis is not my greatest quality. Early morning hours seem to pass much too quickly and life’s daily grind often calls long before I can find the inspiration for a weekday morning meal that works. Having been influenced by the bustle of such memorable cities as Verona, Venice, Paris and Rome — I still prefer sitting at a terrace table on the curb watching the world go by accompanied by a latte and a bowl of freshly cut fruit. When my schedule permits,  my chosen moment for breakfast is  “all-aperto” (literally translated from Italian as “in-the-open”) just around ten in the morning.

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