One of the things I have learned to enjoy since achieving my expatriate status is Vietnamese coffee.
While I haven’t had a good cup for several months now, I was reminded of how delicious and simply fulfilling their coffee is a few days ago.
My mom and I were on our way to Ho Chi Minh for the Khmer New Year, and during the regular stop at the Hono Red Restaurant and Bus Stop*, I ordered coffee so that I had enough kick in me to last the day.
Ah, coffee.
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