You might find yourself enjoying a smooth, velvety cup of Greek coffee at a Thessaloniki café, only to overhear someone cheekily whisper, “You know it’s actually Turkish coffee, right?” And, well, they might have a point, but hey we’re not trying to brew up trouble here! This coffee, steeped in centuries of swirling grounds and stories, seems to change nationality depending on who’s pouring. Turks, Greeks, Armenians, Arabs, everyone claims this charming little brew as their own. But let’s keep it simple: when in Thessaloniki, it’s best called Greek coffee, trust us, the coffee tastes better this way!