Ok, my latest favorite: what is known as Turkish coffee (also termed Armenian or Arabic coffee). The thick, black liquid flows with richness. It is the perfect thing at 6am, while listening to Feirouz, perhaps accompanied by the scent of incense, and while watching the light spread itself over the sky and earth.

6am is not a problem for me, since I have to get up at 5:40 every day for my counseling job at the school. I turn on my desk lamp and the mini-fairy lights hanging on my wall, until the morning light takes their place.

The world is magical at that time of day, just after the time between times.