All I want, every day, is a really big coffee.
Like the kind you can get in America.
The coffee in Kosovo is definitely nothing to complain about, but it's served in very small mugs.
They're so small, in fact, that they kinda make me feel like I'm a giant -- similar to when I hold those little vodka bottles that you get on a plane trip.
But today, I learned a little secret.
If you bring your own mug into The Ninety One {a favorite Pristina pub}, they'll fill it up with whatever kind of coffee drink you want.
It was pretty spectacular to drink a big coffee in the sunshine on the patio.
:) Thanks, Day 22!
I love this. cheers to a nice big cup-o-joe.
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