Coffee is too complicated for me nowadays

by Giles Turnbull

It’s a tense moment.  There is a huge line of people behind me.  I’m at the counter advising the barista of my order; a coffee for me, a latte for one friend and a vanilla latte for the other.  Through Mad Men-esque thick, black rimmed glasses the barista tersely informs me that they don’t have flavors at the Intelligentsia Cafe.

Now I know. I’m not the only one who gets confused and bamboozled by all the options in your average coffee shop. When I want a coffee, I just want a coffee.

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