Nothing beats a Moka pot


Moka coffee pot

My new Moka pot for one

In a moment of distraction, I burnt out my Moka coffee pot….Oh No!!!

The handle literally melted off the side and while the rest was still intact, it was definitely time to buy a new one. No replacement base would do as it would ruin the coffee flavour since it had gurgled out of water for far too long. So as I popped down to the shop to get my new one, I thought how Italian I have become!

My Moka pot has been my coffee maker at home ever since I arrived in Italy and it is definitely my favourite coffee machine. No new fangle dangle devices can compete, not even a flashy George Clooney Nespresso model….unless it comes with George!?!

While the rest of the world, and a large part of the Italian world, has embraced coffee machines so they can enjoy an espresso or cappuccino at home, quite a few of us have clung to our Moka. Why?

It makes a great espresso, or added to hot milk a wonderful breakfast caffé latte. Comes in various sizes from, just for one, for 3, 6, 9 and a mega 12 person Moka which I have only seen in the Bialetti shop. Takes 5 mins to make on a gas or electric stove, and for the most part the Moka is indestructible, with easy to find replacement parts like filters, and gaskets etc.

Moka Bialetti 1940's cartoon

Bialetti’s 1940’s cartoon on how to use a Moka

Bialetti would have to be biggest brand, and in fact is the inventor, which in the Italian post-war depression was a great convenience for all people who could no longer afford to go out. Renato Bialetti is the  moustached cartoon figure that appears on their logo.


There is still an Art in the Making’, as in everything Italians do.

Fill the base with water to just below the heat valve, heap the coffee in the funnel just a touch, squeeze tight and place on a low flame not bigger than the pot and turn it off just as it starts to gurgle. If sharing the larger pots it’s best to give a quick stir in the top so the coffee consistency is uniform for everyone. Use only warm water, NO SOAP, to clean it and it will serve you forever.

Florentine Moka pot

Just about everyone now has a modern coffee machine, which I found out the hard way when I went to my friends wedding in Finland. I took, what I thought to be, the perfect gift: a Florentine (Brunelleschi style dome top) Moka pot with trendy illy coffee cups. I was very happy with myself until I walked into their home and was offered a cappuccino from their coffee maker!

In fact at the Milan Expo on food in 2015 I discovered that the Finns are the highest consumers of coffee, followed by Germans, Brazilians with Italians only rating fourth! Although that should come as no surprise since I think Italians do most things in moderation and think they own the coffee legend.

And while I do love a cappuccino and a good espresso, I save that desire to when I am out at the bar or restaurant as something of a special treat. Now that’s Italian!

I have already seasoned my new little Moka pot, working it through 3 coffee rounds before taking a first sip. Ahhh, just lovely! I will treat it with due respect and continue to enjoy this fabulous Italian invention and great tradition.

My Moka pots

My Moka pots for 1, 3 and 6

And if Italy is in your next travel plans, check out my post on Italian Coffee etiquette so you too can feel like a local when you get here!




Be like a local in Italy – some coffee do’s and don’ts

cappuccinoWant to be a local? Then there are some definite do’ s and don’ts to learn about Italian coffee etiquette. Melbournites are easily identifiable when they front the bar and order a latteand look surprised to see a long glass of hot milk placed before them. Worse still they think the barman has got it wrong… when he thinks they must be sick!? Hahaha!

But they are not the only foreigners who get caught out, so broaden your request to caffelatte and you will get what you are after.

Cappuccino’s can be another struggle; served with little froth and often with no cacao  which the barman seems to have hidden as if it’s as precious as gold. Don’t be afraid to ask for it though. Locals only drink them for breakfast and never ask for one after 12 noon. From then on it’s espresso – those black, miniscule, throw down, pick me up slugs that can be enhanced with just a slurp of milk (hot or cold) caffe macchiato, spiked with liquor (grappa, Sambuca, brandy) as a caffe corretto, or even more intense and minute as a caffe ristretto. Following pasta or pizza with a cappuccino is a definite no no!

Froth Leunig

Michael Leunig kindly gave permission to publish his cartoon

If you’re dreaming of a super size frothy cappuccino Leunig style, you’ll have to wait till you get home.

And there’s more to watch out for – coffees come lukewarm! Cafés cater to the morning tea-time rush when cappuccinos and caffe lattes slip quickly down as Italians stand at the counter and then return to their shops, bank, or post office job to serve you. Besides there is nothing worse than burnt out beans. But then you can do the same and pay half the cost, as stand up coffees cost less (in fact the price is regulated and displayed) even if you are in the most plush café in San Marco’s square in Venice. Try it and see. Otherwise learn to ask for a “cappuccino caldo if you want to sit over it and savour the view in the best seat in the square for an hour or two. And be warned, skinny milk cappuccinos are non-existent and soya milk ones are rare.

Cappuccino takeaway

Michael Leunig kindly gave permission to publish his cartoon

Don’t even think of asking for a takeaway either, as we don’t do Starbucks style here, and eating and drinking on the street is not done much unless it’s a gelati. Besides it saves on rubbish, which is a major problem in Italy and there are no shortages of cafés.

Oh my, is this Italian coffee adventure turning into a total disappointment?

A caffe Americano could be what you’re after, even if you’re not American, which is an espresso with hot water served in a big cup, that can turn into a classic flat white if you find the milk jug.

Capuccino French style

I hadn’t realised how addicted I was to a good Italian cappuccino till I went on holidays in Provence, France and the few cappuccinos I ordered came with disgusting coffee and canned spray cream! Ugghhh!

In the end I gave up asking and on the drive back home stopped at the first Italian café for a well earned cappuccino.

Italian coffee

Real Italian coffee with my sister-in-law




Buon cappuccino!




And for those of you who don’t know Leunig’s work, check him out here. He’s a long standing  favourite of mine.