Me and my city, we don’t always see eye to eye. I hate the fact that she doesn’t have enough places for good local bands to play good original music, while she can never understand why I believe that a little graffiti art can be good for her.
But we agree on one thing: BLUGRE’S DURIAN GATCHPUCCINO MAKES THE CITY A BETTER PLACE TO LIVE IN.
Sip it when it’s hot. Let a thin film of froth linger just above your upper lip. Feel the liquid traverse your throat down to your gut in a warm trickle. Note the durian aftertaste—at once distinctive, unshakable—as it trails behind, settling thickly on your tongue. And when you get to the quarter-inch-deep layer of mushy pulp that waits at the bottom of the mug, chew it slowly and carefully, savoring each strange, seductive jolt of flavor it leaves you with.
Let me say it again.
BLUGRE’S DURIAN GATCHPUCCINO MAKES THE CITY A BETTER PLACE TO LIVE IN.
(Just so you know, nobody paid me to write this.)