reminds me of “Where God Drinks Coffee”*
*in the basement of Swift Hall, at the Div School Coffee Shop
first sip was an explosion of flavor
i mean an EXPLOSION (i was surprised.)
light-bodied (short-lasting aftertaste), a bit acidic (but not too much), plain delicious
[disclaimer: i know nothing about coffee descriptors, only of them, which happens to be enough to use them.]
and in the most delicate-looking tea cup
it’s called “Ethiopia Yirgacheffe” – 에티오피아 예가체프
i picked it because i’ve never tried Ethiopian coffee beans, and because the name looked cool
naturally, the description was in Korean, and thus of no use to me
now i happen to be the sole patron in this coffee shop
i’ve always wondered how these specialty coffee shops survive
just sipping on my coffee while whizzing cars pass by
(they whiz because of the rain. clearly monsoon season isn’t over yet.)
fortunately, i have a thick pane of glass between myself and the street, and a hot cup o’ joe and the blogosphere to keep me company
thanks, two chairs, i’ll probably be back.
one more thing:
right after i published this post, i caved and decided to order the milk patbingsoo.
yup, it’s delicious too.