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December 12, 2005

A Spoonful of Sugar

alt_hereFor years and years I've been drinking coffee the same way -- decaf, dark roast, and with a splash of half-and-half.  The same way that is, until the other day when I threw in a spoonful of sugar.  It was a memory -- a taste memory -- that made me do it, a flash back to my elementary school years. 

My sisters and I loved to visit my paternal grandmother.  Each morning at 10:30 Grandmother would sit down for a cup of coffee and a cigarette.  This was our favorite time of the day because we too got to partake.   Think china cup, lots of milk and sugar with a hint of coffee, and a cigarette -- don't worry, PC reader, we were only allowed to blow out on the cigarette.  Thank goodness the nona-mom was such a good sport, because we loved drinking our sweet, sweet coffee and puffing away on our cigarette.

So in memory of my Grandmother and the joys of childhood, I added sugar to my daily cup -- the taste recalling memories of Grandmother's kitchen and our coffee breaks. 

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While that's going to scare the shit out of a lot of parents (Nona's probably a chain smoker now!!!), that's such a sweet memory and it brought a smile to my face imagining you girls at the table:-)

Posted by: Julia | Dec 13, 2005 1:26:43 AM

I have a similar memory, (sans the cigarette), but still drink my leaded coffee with lots of cream and sugar!

Posted by: Carla | Dec 13, 2005 3:45:26 AM

That's just how I got started on coffee too. We would go to my grandparents "house" for salad and sandwiches every Saturday and after dinner we'd have what I refer to as Sweetened Coffe Milk!! (Their house was actually the flower shop they owned, and they lived beneath it. It was really cool and I miss it so.) Thanks for bringing the memory back.

Posted by: Karen | Dec 13, 2005 5:45:01 AM

I love the cigarette part of this story. It's everything NOT to do with a kid, and yet it's still a nice memory for you. Take THAT child-rearing experts!

Posted by: Colleen | Dec 13, 2005 6:27:48 AM

Exactly how I got acquainted to coffee! My grandma called it milk coffee and it was just that, milk, sugar and a bit of coffee. And to this day every so often I add some sugar and can remember sipping coffee at the "big" table with the adults.

Posted by: amanda | Dec 13, 2005 6:49:44 AM

That is really funny with the cigarette. I remember getting sips of beer from older relatives as a kid (we're talking pre-kindergarten), and I lived to tell.

Posted by: Mary-Heather | Dec 13, 2005 9:13:16 AM

Aaaawww, that is so sweet. Now I miss my great-grandmother's China.

Posted by: Purly Whites | Dec 13, 2005 12:50:23 PM

What a beautiful memory. It's amazing how food and drink can bring back so much in just one taste, isn't it?

Posted by: Kathy | Dec 13, 2005 1:53:46 PM

Hahaha, I remember those days. I think I took my coffee (in a cup, not a mug) with 3 (heaping) teaspoons of sugar!

Posted by: Vicki | Dec 15, 2005 11:38:40 AM

I think that is truly hilarious! She must have been a real pip - my kind of gal. What a wonderfully colorful and fun memory to have of one's grandmother. Thanks for sharing, Nona.

Posted by: Emily | Mar 3, 2007 10:50:02 AM

EXACTLY! Must be a generational thing. Milk Coffee in the morning with the grandparents (circa 1950)

Love the socks and the sidewinders...

Posted by: Fran | Jul 12, 2007 4:17:29 AM

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