April 19
Julius Meinl and DFR-Wien
I let some time pass and walked aimlessly around the block to give some separation between me and Chinh. By the time I got to Julius Meinl, he was sitting on the bench outside the store sipping his coffee.
“Hello, Mr. Chinh. How’s the coffee?”
“Terrific, as usual.”
“I was just going inside,” I said, “Can I get you another cup?”
“Yes, that would be kind of you. Black. I prefer the Genuss blend. It’s aromatic and bold, not like the watery coffee in the States.”
“Sure. Be right out.” I decided not to argue with his assessment of American coffee; besides, he was right.
I went into the store and headed for the coffee bar. The aromas were much like those in some American coffee establishments, but I had already sampled the Julius Meinl product and found
