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Feature Story from Poetry of Food


My Cup of Tea

While there’s never a bad time for ice cream, winter is, in all honesty, more conducive to the consumption of warm beverages than frozen confections.  When I lived in Cairo and Beirut, I enjoyed a number of delicious hot, milky drinks that never made it big here in America, presumably because they couldn’t be given a goofy name and sold for $4 without people getting suspicious. In Egypt, a drink of boiled milk with loads of ground cinnamon and sugar, is called ghurfa, Arabic for “cinnamon.” No clever marketing magic there.

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