am the only one at work that drinks chai, a direct carry-over from my TCK-ness. My co-workers bring in Tim Hortons coffee. They do not realize how much a nice, steaming hot cup of chai is a part of me. When I have my chai I remember the steaming milky sweetness of having chai for breakfast as a little girl, for as far back as my memory goes. How it would warm me up in those misty mornings by the Kenyan Aberdare Forest. I am a TCK wherever I am.