My mug collection is made up of a wide variety of mismatched receptacles. They were all either given to me as gifts, purchased as souvenirs, or inherited from my mom’s house when she passed away over four years ago.
This particular one is the smallest of my “coffee” mugs, and not necessarily the most attractive. It also can’t be microwaved because of the gold coating (unless you want to risk an explosion while enjoying the strange crackle and pop noises), but I love drinking out of this mug.
Perhaps I’m a sucker for nostalgia, but this mug was not only my mom’s, but is an anniversary mug from her Alma Mater, what was then called Ontario Bible College (OBC) (now called Tyndale University College). It would have been special to her, and so every time I pour my reductionist Americano into it, I think of her just a little bit.
My mom also loved coffee. In fact, I started drinking coffee because she drank it. She wouldn’t have been able to keep up with my progressively snobby tastes, but drinking coffee together with my mom is one of my favourite memories.
Raise a mug with me…. happy Monday!
4 thoughts on “Playing Favourites: Some nostalgia with my coffee, please”
A wonderful memory post. I too started drinking coffee because of my mom. I think my aunt had something to do with it too. It is such a sweet thing to be able to start a Monday off with a cup of the finest java and beautiful memories.
Thank you for sharing your morning! Happy Monday! 🙂
Thanks for sharing yours! Coffee and memories is a great way to start a week.
Oh the memories. I can see her when I look at that mug. Enjoy!