The first sip of my first Flat White was...revelatory. Deeply, deeply satisfying. Such silkiness, such balance of milk and espresso, such richness and flavor mixed together in a blend of smooth and velvety goodness. Sigh. I was hooked.
Everyone's morning cup of joe tends to mean something different. But on a recent trip to Brazil, I was shocked to find, coffee is much more than a dollar fifty of my hard-earned (or not so hard-earned) cash.