I was introduced to coffee before I was five, like many Mennonite children mid-20th century. Home baked white bread, past its prime freshness, but not yet stale, was torn into pieces in a cereal bowl. Hot black drip coffee was poured over the bread, soaking it through and leaving a small puddle at the bottom. Fresh whole cream would be poured over both, and the result eaten with a large cereal spoon. This is a good way to eat day old baguette.
Brokken for Breakfast
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Never for children, not even during the war in our house. Oh, maybe Kaffee Ersatz. Coffee for me at 8 years at breakfast before school.
Coffee for me, always, prevents me from going to pill p0pping.