Look at me.

Not GQ but Y Que

I’m never one to be outshmancied.

In fact, when Big Brown Fam was in London last fall, I walked into 3 upscale coffee shops in pursuit of a decent cup of coffee.

“Uhum, pardon, do you serve a proper pour over, lad?”

Shop 1:

‘A pull-over?’

Shop 2:

‘A pure over?’

(barista turns around)

‘He wants a pure over.’

Shop 3: