ok here's my take on one aspect of slow: the lack of to-go in Turin and Madrid. you order your espresso, and drink it slowly with friends, dunking and slowly savoring an amazing croissant in the warm foam. The sizes are tiny; I don't think they even reach a tall size here.
In Boston, I am excited that many cafes have real mugs. (I am not sure if they even have real mugs in Dallas anymore...) "I can get my coffee in a REAL MUG? Yes, please."
savoring and small sizes. and celebrating. with good conversation. and not getting things to go. my rough-draft version of slow food.
to-go cup at Terra Madre; but filled with the best unsweetened super chocolatey coco