It's not enough that the milk here just generally tastes weird to Joffre, who is used to Canadian milk. Here, in a restaurant, if you ask for milk, they will bring you a cup of hot milk, made from evaporated milk and boiling water. Sometimes, they just bring you the evaporated milk and a separate pot of hot water. It tastes reeeeaaally odd to one who is accustomed to cold, fresh(er) milk.
In one restaurant, I ordered coffee after the meal, and got an empty cup, a bowl of sugar, and three little pots: one with espresso, one with hot evaporated milk, and one with hot water. Which, of course, made me wish my Amma was here to enjoy it too . . .
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