Can you imagine your final goodbye happening inside your own invention?

Well, this actually happened: when Alfonso Bialetti (the man behind the iconic moka pot, the “Moka Express”) passed away, his ashes were placed inside an oversized moka. Not a bar story. It’s a real fact, quoted all over Italy and retold as a design-history curiosity from everyday life.

And it leaves us staring into our coffee, somewhere between a laugh and a little bow of respect. Because some people sign paintings, others sign buildings, and Bialetti signed breakfasts. There’s no monument more stubborn than something you use half-asleep every morning, hair doing its own thing, whispering “just one more sip before work”.

The weirdest and sweetest part is that the moka, which runs on pressure, turns into a symbol of the total opposite here: rest. Like saying, “let me be, I’m having my little coffee in peace”.

Magikito reflection: how lovely it would be to leave behind something so humble and everyday, something people hold close without even realizing it.