First things first...my day cannot be started, or continue running, without coffee. I’ll admit it. I’m addicted. Some dads have a favorite chair or possibly a favorite tie. I have a favorite mug...and this is it. I discovered Becky’s back in the late 90’s when my cousin and I took a road trip to Maine for a week. Becky’s was then a gritty diner open very early to accommodate the lobsterman heading out from the wharf. It seems that Becky’s has gained a lot of popularity over the years, as evidenced by the line out the door last time my wife and I were in Portland. I liked the mug and the diner so much that I asked to buy some. Now I can always have one in rotation.
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