Even if coffee is atrocious, it's helped me find a seat at the table

This First Person article is the experience of Alyx Bui, an emerging filmmaker in Edmonton. For more information about CBC’s First Person stories, please see the FAQ.

I was eight years old in my childhood kitchen and my father was making his usual: a black Vietnamese drip coffee from a metallic phin on top of a tall, clear glass.

A phin is a Vietnamese crossover between a French press and a pour over and looks like a miniature tin steamer. Every morning, it was fascinating to watch the slow and steady dark drips coming from the bottom of the phin

After the phin was done filtering, he then took a generous amount of sticky condensed milk in

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