There’s Nothing Like it

9:30 a.m. Saturday morning. Jangnim-dong, Saha-gu, Busan, South Korea There’s nothing like that first cup of coffee. Home plus-purchased, Tesco-brand, Level 5, French Roast, brewed in a French Press with a cracked lip I inherited from the teacher I replaced almost 11 months ago. I worried I may be ingesting microscopic pieces of glass with… Read More There’s Nothing Like it