Chapter One | The House of Coffee I was born in Bronx, NY in a Puerto Rican household where coffee wasn't just a drink — it was a religion. Both my parents each drank about three cups before they even thought of starting their day. Three cups…minimum! Each! Before breakfast! Before any conversation! Before any acknowledgement that the rest of the world existed! The aroma wasn’t just present; it took over the house, settling into curtains, clothes, and my memory. And, I grew to dislike it. Not...

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