The little kitchen of my childhood home had coffee every morning.
Always.
Mama owned a decorative percolator from the 1950s, which bubbled delightfully. But she did not bother unless there was company visiting.
The kettle on the stove whistled when the water boiled. She put a teaspoon of Maxwell House Instant coffee in a cup and poured it into hot water.
To this day, I still use Maxwell House In…