Ah, coffee, life's blood in the morning. I've been addicted to this revitalizing brew since I was three years old. Yep, it was my southern grandmother that hooked me on the stuff, and in those days I drank it white with heavy cream and sugar. Now that I'm all grown up, it goes down pure and black. I can literally feel my eyes opening wider and wider with each sip. Throw in the morning paper and I am armed for the day!