22 February 2011

cafe sua da

I ordered the Vietnamese coffee and the teenage girl selling it said, "You are brave. Not very many people are willing to try it."

"I love Vietnamese coffee!" I said.

"We made it just like in Vietnam," she told me, and she was right. I could have gone through several glasses of it, but I settled for sipping one slowly, waiting for the ice to melt.

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