I Like My Coffee Black Just Like My

People here don't drink black coffee.  Which is fine.  But Liz asked some students we met today (I was too embarrassed to) what to order if you just want coffee.  And then we were talking about cappuccinos and espresso and foam and milk and short blacks and long blacks and flat whites and we were like, no.  We want.  Just.  Coffee.

Which I've decided is non-existent here.

Except at McDonalds (or McCafe, as they call it here), but even when I order it there I have to say black (but sometimes they don't hear me say that) because they automatically put milk in it.  And then they ask if I want sugar and seem surprised when I say no.

I like my coffee black.

Just like.

My.

METAL.

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We are going to Wellington from March 2-4.  And currently planning a trip to Matamata (where Hobbiton-the Shire is!!!!) for maybe March 16-18.  AND YOU CAN FEED BABY SHEEP.  Get excited!