- published: 25 Mar 2015
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Bicerin (pronounced [bitʃeˈriŋ] in Piedmontese) is a traditional hot drink native to Turin, Italy, made of espresso, drinking chocolate and whole milk served layered in a small rounded glass. The word bicerin is Piedmontese for “small glass”. The beverage has been known since the 18th-century and was famously praised by Alexandre Dumas in 1852. It is believed to be based on the 17th-century drink "Bavareisa": the key distinction being that in a bicerin the three components are carefully layered in the glass rather than being mixed together.
The Caffè Al Bicerin has been serving the drink in Torino's Piazza della Consolata since the 18th century, and some authorities believe that the drink was invented there. Others believe that it originated around 1704 in the Caffè Fiorio which still stands on what is now Via Po.
In 2001 bicerin was recognized as a “traditional Piedmontese product” in the official bulletin of the Piedmont region.
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She comes along with an armload of baggage
And no place to stay for the night
He gets in with a better decision
He knows that he can't treat her right
So drop me off in an alley in Heaven
That' where, oh, that I'll do my best
So drop me off on a corner in Heaven
All alone in a bulletproof vest
Oh why?
'Cause I'm a waste of a man
Lord, I am a waste of a man
Well I gave back all I can
I'm still a waste of a man
So waste now all night, oh yeah
She gets down in the deepest depression
At least she stays out of the rain
She keeps smiling, oh, he'll never notice
And she, she just likes to complain
So drop me off in an alley in Heaven
That's where it's not as high as the rest
So drop me off on a corner in Heaven
With a cross and a bulletproof vest
Oh why?
'Cause I'm a waste of a man
Lord, I am a waste of man
Well I gave back all I can
I'm still a waste of a man
So waste now all night, oh
Night, oh yeah
Oh yeah
'Cause I'm a waste of man
Lord, I am a waste of man
Well I gave back all I can
I'm still a waste of a man
So waste now all night, oh
Night, oh
Night, oh