Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Coffee Grounds

Hey, Y'all,
When I was drinking my coffee this morning, I noticed a few coffee grounds in the bottom of my cup and was reminded of happenings of long ago. I am sure my grandchildren have probably never heard this one. So, hang on kids, and listen up.:)

When I was just a child, as long as I can remember, my mom would "read the coffee grounds" in a cup. We all drank coffee, so we would ask her, "Mama, read my cup", after we had swished the few remaining coffee grounds left in the cup and drain it upside down in the saucer. She would take the cup and look inside, and tell us what she "saw" in the shapes made by the coffee grounds. I don't remember all the different things she would see and what they meant. I think this is probably something that she learned from her mother. Her mother was half Cherokee, and as you may know, the Cherokee are quite superstitious by nature. If I remember correctly, if she saw a cross, it could mean anything from a church to a death.

I know also that during the 1930's and 1940's, she consulted this quack called Moses Green, who prescribed treatments for her and the family. I reckon he "doctored" for little of nothing. He would read the tea leaves for her when she went to see him. She would bring home bottles of "Iron Medicine" when she came from seeing him. She was diagnosed with Pellegra during the 1940's and had to take steam baths at home, and I remember she was always just worn out when she had finished with them. I reckon he prescribed those, too. When I reflect on it, I know the iron medicine was probably prescribed because Pellegra is caused by a B3 deficiency. My brother, Hugh, when I was talking to him a few years ago about Old Mose, called him a quack.

Anyway, getting back to the cup reading, eventually my mother quit doing the cup reading for us, because she said too many things that she had seen in the cups had come true. The idea was that things seen in the cup predicted events to come. Well, now you know a little bit more about my family background, kids. Has anybody out there that reads these posts ever had any experiences in cup reading?

It is a cool, gloomy looking day here today, and I guess I will stop this and get about doing some stuff around here. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for now. Much love to each of you, my friends and family. More later. Bye for now.

5 comments:

welcome to my world of poetry said...

It's surprising Ruby that the sight of something can get our minds back . I found this very interesting and a pleasure to read.

Take care.
Yvonne.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

If I see something in my coffee grounds, it will be because I've lost my mind. (I don't drink coffee!)

Grammy said...

Oh, Alex, you made me laugh aloud! Thanks. A good laugh is always a wonderful thing.

Margie's Musings said...

Yes, it is. I get many a laugh out of my animals. They keep me going.

Serbian Mink said...

Gwammy,

pellagra is indeed a B3 (niacin) deficiency, but the element iron has no relationship to niacin and/or the disease. the illness was very common in the Southern U.S. in the early 20th century because the grain that was favored in their diet was corn, not wheat, rye or other.

Corn contains niacin, but it is not present in a form that the body can use nutritionally. Hence, it was common for a cornbread luvvin' society to see a lot of pellagra in its population.

That doctor who walked like a duck and talked like a duck prescribed a medicine that did squat for Grandma Campbell. Indeed a real quackerooooo !