Coffee, beer, apples and peanut butter

Phuong arranged a Con Chon coffee tasting at our house Friday morning. Two guys from the company showed up in a small truck -- they were also making deliveries in Bien Hoa -- and brought us four bags of coffee to sample. There was #0, #1, #2, #3. We made four cups -- #0 is unblended coffee with no additives of any kind. Good but lacking that artificial flavor :);  #1 tastes mild but seems loaded with caffeine; #2 has a distinct aftertaste that I love; #3 tasted sweet, almost like sugar was added. When the coffees were too hot, the flavors seemed to get lost. The same thing can happen sometimes when really good beers are super cold. I put milk in all of my coffees, because I'm a wimp and that's the way I like it. The two guys who brought the coffee didn't cringe when I added milk. They were very cool and apologized for not being able to speak English so we could discuss coffee more. I can't get a definitive answer on the animal that poops out the beans. It's a civet, weasel, ferret, squirrel or some such animal. Might be any one of these critters, or all of them. I'll let the experts debate while I enjoy a cup of coffee. We bought some bags since I got paid that day, and I no longer drink coffee on my walk. I drink a lemon-salt-sugar-water-ice thingy that's quite refreshing.
The super spectacular Vincom complex at the corner of Vo Thi Sau and Pham Van Thuan streets now sells St. Sebastiaan ale from Belgium, along with Chimay red and blue. Metro sells the Affligem blonde and sometimes it has the double. Phuong and I have been sharing a beer each night after spending a day running around with Joanna, who's relentless and crawls at breakneck speed to get to all the stuff she shouldn't have. We need the Con Chon #1 to keep up with her.
 It's been really hot lately, about 95 daily, but we're starting to get rain, which cools things off a little. Blocked drains create some street flooding, but I slosh along on the bike wearing plastic bags on my feet and legs so I don't teach with wet shoes, socks, feet, and pant legs. I'm not comfortable riding a motorbike in sandals or flip-flops.
I did my annual apple and peanut butter lesson for my students When I first mention combining apples and peanut butter, the students make faces like I'm asking them to eat something really nasty. But I suggest that the students put a tiny bit of peanut butter on the apple and sample. If they really don't like the combo, spit it in the napkin I provide. I did this with four classes, and only two students didn't care for the mix. The others really seemed to enjoy it -- more than 20 apples and three jars of crunchy peanut butter were consumed, with many students requesting more. Good times.