Vintage Coffee House Saigon DIY Kit 1 케이스

Uncle Nam, may I have a black iced coffee, no sugar, please!”
I don’t know why, but I still prefer sitting at those little street-side coffee stalls. The kind with just one or two tables, a few plastic chairs — nothing fancy or modern, no air conditioning or sofas — yet somehow, they feel so familiar and comfortable…
Maybe it’s partly because of memories. I remember when I was little, every Sunday morning, my dad would take me to sit outside Uncle Nam’s coffee stall. The lively chatter about the news, the busy traffic passing by, the faint aroma of roasted coffee all around — all of it seeped quietly into my mind before I even realized it.
Now that I’m grown up, I’m no longer able to sit behind my dad’s motorbike to go to the coffee stall like when I was a kid. But that coffee scent still lingers in me to this day…