Something about bad “rusty spoon” diner coffee just tickles my fancy. It’s usually burnt, is technically not pleasant at all, and yet I can’t get enough of it.

Something about bad “rusty spoon” diner coffee just tickles my fancy. It’s usually burnt, is technically not pleasant at all, and yet I can’t get enough of it. Probably more nostalgia for all of the friendships and conversations had over it over the years than the coffee itself. For all it’s flaws the human condition can be wonderful sometimes…