My love affair with coffee began when I was in elementary school. Never mind a hot chocolate with marshmallows, or a Slurpee from 7- Eleven…growing up Italian, my desired treat was a splash of coffee in a glass with a lot of milk and a pinch of sugar. I loved it! Pair it with a fancy Stella Dora cookie and my life felt complete. Coffee always showed up in good times and in bad. When my mom and dad “put the coffee on,” it meant company was coming over and “cake and coffee” would be enjoyed with laughter, fun, and lots of love. The percolating Farberware on a Sunday morning, filled the kitchen with the comforting aroma of coffee, a safe feeling, because I knew my mom and dad were in the kitchen sipping and talking. Coffee also showed up in hard times, during tough family discussions, or the devastating news that someone was sick or had died. The magical words, “I’ll put the coffee on” made any horrible situation bearable.
As an adult, coffee symbolizes hope of a new day, and a new beginning. No matter how difficult life can get, you can always count on the sun coming up, and a cup of coffee to warm your hands and heart. I find comfort and joy in sharing a pot of coffee with family and friends. It amazes me how a such a simple tradition can have such a huge impact on my life. Before I go to bed, I put mugs on the counter, in preparation for the next day. I find comfort in knowing that the sun will come up, and my hands will wrap around a hot cup of coffee to start the next day. My love affair continues on.
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