I actually had a cup of authentic Turkish coffee in a Sephardic Kosher deli the other day -- delicious. Look at the sludge formed by the grounds as they rest at the bottom of the snowy white cup.
It's actually a metaphor for life in such environs. On the surface, dazzling and exotic, quick to intrigue, quicker to charm, but at the bottom, it's all sediment and gunk.
It takes a strong person to be able to like such coffee. And I am that person.
UPDATED: Using a paint programme, I inverted the colours and used an artistic rendering to soften the photograph.