I've always loved coffee mugs. I remember being a small child and visiting my grandparents in Oklahoma. Mimi would always let my sister and I pick out our favorite mugs to drink our white grape juice from. We'd wake up early in the morning, race to the cupboard, grab our chosen mug and await the pour. I think we enjoyed the mugs more than the juice.
We've traded the white grape juice in for the coffee, but we still love our coffee mugs. And Kristin....I love you, sister...but I'll race you to the cabinet for this mug any day... :)