So I tried Turkish coffee and it’s interesting. Tiny and pricey. But you can’t say any cup that alters your perception of time and makes you think the cashier’s a wizard was a bad purchase. The preparation process consists of super finely ground (like fine fine) coffee that’s basically silt. And they just brew it and give you a cup of that with the liquid on top and the sludge on the bottom.
DO NOT “bottoms up” this. The baristo gave me rather dire warning not to attempt such a thing because he “just painted the ceiling”.
So I’m really feeling, like the whole place here. Really, all the vibes. The music’s good, the food’s good. The AC is on a bit too high, but if I keep tremoring I won’t even be that cold soon. I think I’ll feel better if I start escorting people to their tables. Yeah, I’ll do that now.