Over thanksgiving break my uncle announced to the family that he didn't drink coffee anymore, only tea. I coughed up a little bit of mashed potatoes when he made the announcement. Coffee is American. Tea is....well...weak. You should only drink tea under two circumstances:
1. You're sick.
2. You're a girl (Ladies, don't get offended. Girls are little, young, fragile, and whiny. Women can kick my ass)
Morgan drinks his black. I prefer mine with lots of sugar and some cream. Either way, most men love to enjoy a brew of mud in the morning before work. Oh man the taste is like so many earthy flavored punches to my tastebuds. So right now my inspiration folder is filled with ironic, and sometimes funny coffee mugs. Vintage, of course.
What a wonderful and pretty cheap gift for the holiday season.
Besides the traditional coffee mug, there is ONE other awesome way to enjoy brew in the morning. The beer stein. My personal choice is my grandfather's 1951 Indiana University Beer Stein. I love the fact that you can fill it up with just a cup of coffee and there's still tons of room left. That way, I'm less likely to slosh it all over myself when driving to work.













