Sometimes you just have to indulge in a larger than average mug of coffee. Sometimes it what you need to push through the end of the week that is Thursday. Not to mention this mug stokes the cook inside of me, who is pondering the opportunities to grill this weekend. I mean that part of what labor day weekend is about, food family, friend, and coffee (Ok, I might have slipped the last one in there).  This mug was designed to stoke the ego of a "grill master," it's over sized, shiny black, hefty, and just feels masculine. It makes say, "I'm having my coffee black because I need more hair on my chest." I wonder if the previous owner defended his grill from anyone who started charcoal with copious amounts of lighter fluid or attempted to cook well-done steaks. I can see him dawning his chef's, standing there, mug in one hand, spatula in the other, defending his grill, much like a pirate branding a hook and sword preparing to repel boarders.