Coffee in a Can!!!
The most wonderful surprise of our trip was discovered by Jessie on an empty street in Osaka. She had wandered off to photograph a building while I waited in the lobby of the theatre, tired of being cold. She returned to my side, whispering, “Put your hand in my pocket.” Yeah, right. “No, really. Put Your Hand. In My Pocket.” Well, okay. I found a hot delicious treat – COFFEE IN A CAN!!! That’s right – hot coffee from a vending machine.
Why do we not have this? And why is it advertised by Tommy Lee Jones and his eyebrows? Like many things in Asia, it’s a mystery. And I love it.
Locating Coffee in a Can became a prime directive for the rest of our trip. Compared to 900 yen for coffee in a cafe, 120 yen to warm our hands while sight-seeing was a great deal. First we knew of only one brand – Boss. Apparently Boss is so strong and manly it will cause ununusal hair growth even for delicate Janapese women.
But while in Kyoto we discovered another brand, the superior Black Wonda.
There are many varieties, presumably with different amounts and of milk and sugar, but we couldn’t tell what any of them were for sure. My favorite is Wonda Wonderful Coffee in the orange and white can, which has some milk but not too much and is slightly sweet. Be warned, while “The first is always tasty,” for your second you may crave a simple Black Wonda.
Skoopy loves Black Wonda.