Growing up, my dad would brew himself his routine cup of coffee flavored with a heaping spoon of condensed milk every morning. My sister and I were allowed the occasional sip here and there, but never had a full brew to ourselves for fear that the caffeine would stunt our growth. Now, we’re the tallest women in our extended family, taller than a few men in fact. I’m currently 25 years old, 5 foot 6 inches tall, and I’m glad to report that I had an actual full cup of Vietnamese coffee all to myself this morning! But something was off…it was absolutely delicious, however not exactly how I remembered it as a kid. Same brand coffee, same brand condensed milk, same coffee to milk ratio…what was I doing wrong?
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