Comments on: After that, I ate my chocolate cobbler in silence. http://cleverkris.com/2010/06/22/after-that-i-ate-my-chocolate-cobbler-in-silence/ Familiarity breeds contempt...and blogging Fri, 14 Jan 2011 20:23:54 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Brad http://cleverkris.com/2010/06/22/after-that-i-ate-my-chocolate-cobbler-in-silence/comment-page-1/#comment-542 Brad Wed, 30 Jun 2010 22:15:22 +0000 http://krislee.porchswingmedia.com/?p=1472#comment-542 This is in fact a very old Southern thing. I remember as a child as young as four or five drinking coffee for breakfast. If you open my family photo album, you will indeed see photographical evidence. The Grandkids sitting around my Grandparents breakfast table...each with a cup-o-joe. Suffices to say, it was more milk than coffee. I think at first it was just the whole wanting to be a grown up...then turned into an addiction. I've loved it as long as I can remember. And to tell of a little more of my madness...I drink coffee black only in the morning and with cream (no sugar) at night. I always enjoy your blog. Love ya K! Brad This is in fact a very old Southern thing. I remember as a child as young as four or five drinking coffee for breakfast. If you open my family photo album, you will indeed see photographical evidence. The Grandkids sitting around my Grandparents breakfast table…each with a cup-o-joe. Suffices to say, it was more milk than coffee. I think at first it was just the whole wanting to be a grown up…then turned into an addiction. I’ve loved it as long as I can remember. And to tell of a little more of my madness…I drink coffee black only in the morning and with cream (no sugar) at night.

I always enjoy your blog.
Love ya K!

Brad

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