A Tale of Two Mugs

In case any of you thought I was making up the story in my last post about my favorite coffee mug exploding because I left in on the burner to heat up. Here it is:

The bottom popped off and the coffee went everywhere. All in all, it was a pretty clean break; no shards anywhere. To the right is the burner that still has caked Lavazza in the bottom of the pan. I have no idea how to replace that damn thing. 

This morning, I bought my new favorite mug. Pretty fitting, don't you think? 

It's the same basic shape as the old one, 

so, I foresee a long and happy life together.

And, of course, there's this:

What can I say? I still have some of that Lavazza left.