I have a confession: I can’t stop, won’t stop hoarding coffee mugs. I’ve reached a point where the designated shelf in my cupboard is overflowing with mugs big and small. They’re all mismatched, with each serving a different need or evoking a different memory, like the tiny orange bunny rabbit mug my mom bought for me when I was eight and has been with me ever since. And while there’s a special place in my heart for every mug in my collection (that’s why I can’t seem to part ways with any of them, despite the overflowing cabinet situation), there are certainly ones I gravitate toward almost subconsciously when I go to make my morning coffee .

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A cult favorite: East Fork The Mug → Read more

A handmade treasure: Haand 10 oz.…