The way one orders
coffee to go in
New York City if one wants two creams and two
sugars.
When I first moved from NYC to my current place of residence, I presumed that the whole world knew what “regular” coffee was. I stopped into a local deli and proceeded to order a large “regular “coffee to go. I was somewhat taken aback when the clerk, through no fault of their own, looked at me as though I was speaking a foreign language. (Which I guess, I was) I then had to explain the terminology and my lack of knowledge of local customs.
Just another sign that illustrates the cultural differences between NYC and most of the rest of the country.
Oh yeah, I take my coffee black now.