Juan Valdez and His Faithful Goat.
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If there are two things I love they are Coffee and Mexico.
I was sitting there, thinking on this recently when I considered: Why not combine the two? I looked into it. The best part about drinking Mexican coffee is that one is usually in Mexico when one is drinking it. I had Mex coffee in the States; it lacks a certain, special something. Oh yeh! It lacks the general feeling of vacation. Drinking vacation cofffee while not on vacation is like getting drunk on egg nog on the Fourth of July. It don't fit.

Undeterred, I continued my quest for satisfaction. And as is usually the case in my life, I plucked success from abysmal failure. I combined my two favorite things. Coffee and Mexico. Mexico and Coffee. Oh yes. I won and here's how:

There's a wee little cafe across the street from work. In the morning, the staff are a buncha Mexicans. I ordered my standard espresso drink, the venerable four-shot large Americano. I paid a Mexican and a Mexican made my drink. I took it and drank it. I noticed that the man wrote my order on the side of the cup. "X X X X Gringo." Translated from the barista-spanish, that is "four-shot Americano." Shit yes.
Tonight - Mr.Bing's.

Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!

Bing's and Bobo start w/ the same letter! "B!"

bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!