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Have “a” coffee… It’s as rare as avocados…

by Andrea
Coffee has always been an intense memory fluid in my life. I’m not sure why or how it began but I remember the smell of my grandmother’s coffee while she was cooking burnt toast in the oven which we now fancily call “Biscotti” (spoken with an English accent). The picture is as clear as a Dean Koontz novel… an old metal flat sheet, long strips of day old bread, and Grandma Liang standing at the table with a lonely cup of coffee. I learned to accept my first lie through coffee: If you drink coffee as a little girl you’ll [...]