What My Uber Driver Used to Have for Breakfast

“That’s barako, isn’t it?” Mang Englebert, my Uber driver asked. The question came after I had opened my thermos full of coffee brewed at home with local arabica beans. I wasn’t prepared for a conversation. After all, I hadn’t had my coffee yet, and I’m of no use to humankind until I’ve had a dose […]

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