Thursday, May 3, 2012

Cultural Mix-Up and My Resulting Addiction

Returning to the Northwest has, thus far, been nothing short of joyous. We've enjoyed friends, family and even ex-coworkers in our last two weeks (subbing jobs are plentiful), not to mention the sampling of a variety of foods otherwise unavailable to us on the island. #ThaiFood #QualityApples #DadsBurgers #LovelyLettuce
I've also been sampling a great variety of caffeinated drinks anywhere they are served, now that I officially do that sort of thing. And I have had an epiphany.
Dominicans don't so much drink coffee as taste it. Please see below evidence of the coffee cups in the professor's lounge at the university. Note that the size is considered normal. These cups are not a topic of conversation, but are unconditionally accepted as proper disposable coffee cups.
And it is tasty coffee. Don't forget to notice the size: Lilliputian.
So, being from these great United States, I knew that my people drink coffee in far different proportions (read: Gulliver). Naturally, when I started drinking coffee, then, I drank several thimbles-full at a time, like any good American would (tongue & cheek). I also started getting headaches on the weekends, coincidentally when I wasn't at work where the free coffee was. Odd, I thought, I'm not really drinking that much coffee to merit this sort of addiction in such a short span of time. Having had coffee stateside, however, I realize that I was drinking that much coffee since here, coffee tastes like water. And they like to add milk to it. And "flavors". And God knows what else. Apparently my people drink large cups of coffee, but its weak and filled with all kinds of other things.
I raise my thimble to you, then, and offer a toast to Dominicans who are far more efficient than Americans... 
when it comes to caffeine intake.

ps. My second favorite part of these particular cups is the brand name.
Moldy. 

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