born again brazilian

Day 167 of my challenge to experience Brazilian every day this year, and day 1 of my new challenge to do it outside of Brazilian for six weeks, I drank a nice, big cup of Brazilian coffee. Of course, I brought the coffee with me from Sao Paulo procured at Suplicy, one of the fabulous coffee hang outs in my neighborhood.

What is not Brazilian is to drink it from an enormous coffee mug. But, it’s a great way to recover from a night flight with little sleep.

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