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a pint
Easy
Published 1992
I first began drinking coffee in Taipei, oddly enough. It was thanks to a Central American coffee baron who built a swank, bohemian coffee shop to house his devastatingly beautiful mistress, who played her flamenco guitar into the wee hours to the applause of me and my artist friends. It was all deliciously bizarre, and I became a coffee maven.
My coffee passion extends to ice cream, of which this is a special example. “Bracingly unsweet, absolutely refreshing, for espresso-lovers o