Got home and saw this today - some leftover coffee from morning. Without hesitation, I warmed it up again - and drink it.
Dad's the Coffee I/C of the family. Although it is brewed from an ordinary coffee maker, somehow, it has that special taste - I don't care if it's fresh or not - I'd take it.
It's evident I'd gotten his coffee genes and my usual morning coffee fix is a must. Skipping breakfast is no problem, but certainly not coffee.
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