Of all the things I miss most from MDI, there is one thing which comes to mind the most. Every time I trudge up to the pantry in office to have a cup of coffee, i think of the Fresh and Honest coffee outlet in the Acad block, back in Gurgaon.

Strong, hot coffee, served with a scowl by a man whom we used to call the CEO, it was the best vending machine coffee I’ve had. And every time I press the “Bombay Coffee” button on the Bru vending machine here, my mind fills with despair at the thought of what I am about to put myself through. While one cup of F&H was (usually) enough to get me through a boring Operations Management class (even though I slept through most of the OM lectures), the brew in office is barely enough to get me back to my desk. 😦