I have found memories of my Grandma making herself a cup of warm coffee then sitting and chatting with me for as long as I wanted to sit and talk. She would every now and then share a little sip with me. We would smile and I would think that I was all grown up. But the truth be told now that Grandma put so much milk in her coffee that I was really drinking warm milk with a bit of coffee. To this day, I still have her coffee maker. It may not pass any coffee maker ratings because it takes forever to use, but it still makes me smile.