"Liqueurs were not lacking; but the coffee especially deserves mention. It was as clear as crystal, aromatic and wonderfully hot; but, above all, it was not handed around in those wretched vessels called cups on the left banks of the Seine, but in beautiful and capacious bowls, into which the thick lips of the reverend fathers plunged, engulfing the refreshing beverage with a noise that would have done honor to sperm-whales before a storm."
The Physiology of Taste, Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin (1755-1826)
Dye fabric brown inexpensively. Soak the fabric in a bucket of strong black coffee. This technique is also a good way to cover-up an irremovable coffee stain on a white table cloth.
I was having lunch with my nine-year-old son, when the waitress came by to ask if we wanted a drink.
"I'll have a decapitated coffee," my son said in all seriousness.
The waitress smiled and poured him a cup.
Not to be outdone, she later returned with the coffeepot a few minutes later and said, "Can I put a head on that for you?"