Neuss, today. At seventy, Dieter Winter stakes everything he has left on an honest espresso machine from China and names his little brand after a soft, singing word he takes for a greeting to his mother: omaneo. Neuss, 1954. A young man from Naples brings an espresso machine and color into a grey café on the market square. In his song he calls Hanna, the innkeeper's daughter, omaneo and vanishes before spring comes. Seventy years, two people, the same truth: The world is cold enough. What warms is what is real. A feel-good novel about origins, craft, and a second cup that finally stays warm.