@fbaezer,
That's interesting, Fb. I didn't get to italy and go mad until I was nearly fifty and liked at least some bitter stuff before that, like mustard greens, and so on. It turned out to be a happy serendipity re the conjuncture. Huh, maybe I wouldn't have been so enchanted if I'd hated the food.
I like Campari, sure, but I like it with two ice cubes in a tall thin glass, a cultural need. My fav amaro was Amaro M-something. I think I liked all of them, small glass at a time.
Never tried the hungarian one.
I will say the first italy trip cemented me in my freaking at american sweets, but again, I might have been on my way to that already. I didn't taste all that much italian confection but I did have my whachacallems, schiacci something, seashell pastries and a number of others that have flavors other than sweet... but even if sweet, less than ours. I routinely halve or 3/5 the sugar in any baked stuff I do - which isn't much, the odd fruit cookie.