This is why I miss living in Los Angeles. Screw Starbucks, I'd rather get my cafe mocha at Cafe Di Vang 2 where I get to be served by lovely bikini-clad Vietnamese ladies. Truth be told, these Vietnamese "coffee shops" aren't a new concept. They've been around for at least since I was an undergrad Bruin more than a decade ago. However, based on the mixed crowed and relatively classy look of the joint (and I emphasize "relatively"), this particular coffee shop doesn't look like one of those shady joints I used to visit where I was always afraid of getting shanked by some ill-tempered VC gangsta-wannabe.
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