Coffee at Julierpass

We've already had two coffees each for breakfast but as the days march on and our energy doesn't quite recover we rely more and more on the caffeine. We stop at a restaurant on the Julierpass, our third pass in two days. Here they speak Italian, unless it's Romansh (a small romance language still existent in these parts). I can't be too sure. The pass crosses at 2284m and was probably used since Roman times. It marks a divide between the Rhine and Danube basins. I assume then water that falls one side ends up in the Rhine and the other goes to the Danube. Maybe. By the time we finish the pass and have an opportunity to stop we can no longer see the winding road behind. It's all mountain.