Strong black coffee. You know that coffee you make in camp on a cold Nov. mourning before you head to your stand. I was bow hunting Lewis Wetzel public hunting area in WV. There is a crued oil tank along the road that lead back into the hunting area. I was sitting on top of the tank on a peice of firewood and pourd a cup of that dark joe. I felt the heat from the cup start to warm my cold fingers,the steam from the coffee rose like smoke,the only sound I could here was the water in the nearby creek and woooooooosh woooooooosh. Deer snortin coffee about blew me of the top of that tank LOL