I’ve been to a lot of food museums in my time, and many of them have turned out to be amateurish affairs, with a heavy emphasis on the products in the gift shop. The Lavazza Museum in Turin, I’m happy to report, is as slick as they come. (Though maybe a little tendentious, in a Lavazza-Centric way, in its museography.)
Turin is an ideal city for a coffee…
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