Hugo Chavez indulges in his pick-me-up of choice: a shot of espresso. He drinks at least 16 of those babies a day–down from 26, but still, YOWZA. I drink at most…what…TWO? Con leche, por supuesto. And that has me bouncing off the wall from mid-afternoon to midnight, tryptophan notwithstanding…
I guess we now know why he’s always smiling and his energy never seems to flag. I’d probably be like that too, if I drank as much of the Italian rocket fuel as he does.
