On the Origin of the Espresso Cups at Shirley

"You must have bought these," I say, looking at the white cups and saucers with black trim.

"These? No," Dad says.

"They all match," unlike most things in Shirley. This is the reason I thought they were purchased.

"You know Victor?" Dad asks, referring to his cousin that I've known my whole life. "I swear he is the only person who could open a business at South Street Seaport and not make money. He used to run a cafe. You could get espresso and sandwiches...He gave us these. We all have them. Aunt Joanie has them, Linda has them."

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