Coffee mugs? Coffee cups with saucers? To Go cups? And, does it matter? Well, obviously the most important thing is THE coffee. There are some in my family that would say I’m a coffee addict – and they’re probably right. And, I’m picky about “the” coffee. I don’t want dishwater – I want coffee. An online friend sent me a package of a brand I’d never even heard of after a previous discussion.
My go-to coffee is Community “Dark Roast”. Chuck got me started on it many years ago when he was working in Louisiana and I spent about a month there. I came home convinced – and back then it wasn’t available in Georgia (where we lived at the time) or in Alabama when we moved back here. However, it was able to be purchased in Texas where #2 son lived, so we always stocked up when we visited and if I got desperate they would send a care package.
Okay, back on topic here. (And before you ask, “No, this isn’t all of my coffee mugs! 😆) Since I’m a coffee lover and coffee “mugs” are an easy gift, I do have a plethora of them. The center bottom one in this photo was from grandson #6 when he was a kid and raising money for ‘water buffalo’.
Amazingly coffee mugs can trigger memories, my “50th birthday mug” (wow, that was a long time ago), my “I love Mom” mug – and that was even longer. The Grandpa & Grandma mugs were sent by #3 son to tell us they were expecting their first child. The dark one on the middle row turns light with elephants 🐘 all over it when coffee is put in it. 😊 That one came fro #1 son and his family.
And when we traveled I frequently bought a mug from our destination. I have special memories from my Branson and Niagara Falls mugs.
LOTS of mugs relating to elephants.
The inside of this mug says it perfect!!!
Australia and Malaysia – mugs from #2 son’s travels.
SO many mugs, SOOO many stories! 😉💗
