|A mug just like Daddy's!|
For over forty years, my dad has sipped his one cup of morning coffee out of the same mug. When I was a little girl, I thought the aroma of his coffee was totally tantalizing. Occasionally, I would lift his empty mug to my lips and drink the tiny drop that lingered in the bottom. And I was always disappointed. How can something that smells so good taste so bad?, I'd think.