This was a favorite as a child. My grandmother was a wonderful cook, and she always made foods for me that made me feel special. I lived next door , and would take nothing for having the opportunity to 'drown" her hot biscuits in chocolate gravy cooked on a wood stove. At the same time, I came to love coffee, as a sat on my grandfather's lap drinking " coffee milk", ( more milk than coffee). Who knew that Starbucks would make millions on " lattes" and I had them first as a small girl on her grandaddy's knee!