More memories of coffee...



Here are a couple more entries for our coffee memories contest, shared by patrons:

Back in the early nineties in Sydney, Nova Scotia, there was not a lot to do after 10:00 at night. You could hang out at a friend's, go to the show, drive around, or go for coffee. After shooting the drag for an hour or so, we would inevitably end up at Jasper's--the only 24 hour restaurant in town. We'd slide into the padded vinyl seats of a big booth, order appetizers, maybe dessert, and the coffee was bottomless. Sarah was liberal with the sugar: white streams of it in each refill. The waitresses were quick to spot an emptying cup, materializing with the round glass pot to replenish the black steaming brew: "Can I top you up, dear?" At the end of our night we'd have gone through at least a full pot, half the sugar, a shift of waitresses, and several rounds of truckers, taxi drivers, and recent bar patrons looking to sober up enough to get home It all made for good entertainment.

Jasper's is closed and gone now. There's nowhere quite the same to loiter over coffee into the wee hours of tomorrow, but I can always get together with friends and remember the good times, chatting over a cup of coffee or five.

-Submitted by Margaret Mattheis

Here's another from Anna Gladue, from our own town of Hope:

This goes back over 30 years. I couldn't have been more than four or five years old. It was always so much fun to stay at my Buby and Zaida's house (my grandparents), I got to have dinner in front of the television, breakfast in bed, treats, outing, name it! But the best part was coffee with breakfast.

They would put one or two tablespoons of their brewed coffee into a coffee cup (HAD to be a coffee cup) and fill it with milk. Must be why I drink two pots a day now. :)

Thanks for sharing folks! We will be announcing our winners soon! Makes me curious about what the nostalgic coffee-related memories will be of today's generation of young people...