One of the questions that continues to surprise me and Theresa is when we order a drink – a beer, a soda, a mineral water – and the waitress asks: Warm or cold? At first this one really gave us a jolt. “Uh – let me think about it minute. Here we are on the equator, it is humid and pushing 90 degrees, and the sun is beating down on this sidewalk table. What the heck – let’s have it cold!”
But it is apparently not an idle question. When I was in
Now that is a man with a refined sense of drink temperature.
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