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The Hutton Lodge was in a place called Georgetown, named after Britain’s King George III, and breakfast at the Hutton Lodge was quite nice, and as a nod to the British, served in the courtyard. We munched on buttered toast and a kind of banana lemon poppy cake, while washing it down with cup after cup of lackluster instant coffee, lightened with nonfat powdered milk.<\/p>\n
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Feeling quite refreshed and refueled, we took to the streets.<\/p>\n
The first waypoint was Citibank, where we were not surprised to find that CitiGold status here too would not allow us to change currency, only withdraw funds. The Citigold lounge with free coffee, filtered water, and plenty of Chinese fellows chilling out was almost enough to make us forget all about it.<\/p>\n We stopped at a beef bone noodle joint for lunch and were invited into the back kitchen for a lesson on local coffee preparation. The Penang style, we found, was to take raw beans and fry them in butter until they were very dark brown.<\/p>\n \n The coffee was then made by boiling these buttered beans in water and filtering them through a kind of sock.<\/p>\n The resultant brew was creamy and oily black. \u00a0The coffee was truly some of the best we’ve had on all of AsiaWheeling, up there with Cafe Grumpy<\/a> in New York City, Pointage<\/a> in Tokyo, and Pablo’s<\/a> in Denver.<\/p>\n The fellow also took a moment to explain to us another local delicacy, which was a kind of sweet nutmeg drink, served hot or iced.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/02\/P2083700.jpg\" "\\"Citigold")
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