One of my first and favorite coffee memories was with my grandfather. When I was a kid I would stay the night with him on the weekends and Sunday morning he would take me to a hole in the wall diner for breakfast. Everyone knew him and it was always the same ol guys in there. I would destroy some pancakes and sausage links while the old timers talked Redskins football. I just remember how they would all be sitting there and when someone made a good conversation point, they would all nod and take a sip of coffee. There would be a slight pause where they would all take it in and then they would move on to the next topic.
I always thought that was so cool and wanted to grow up to have a hang out where I can see the same ol people and enjoy a good cup of coffee over some conversation.
