Drink for adults
It was a holiday breakfast, much better than in the kindergarten.
When we travelled on the night train, early in morning the attendant would pass with a little trolley. I’d get burning hot tea in a styrofoam cup.
It was filled to the brim. Grandma would take small sips really fast, but it would inevitably spill because of the jerky movements of the train. I couldn’t even touch the cup, it was so hot — a drink for adults.
We also got three pieces of crisp bread with small squares of butter and a small plastic portion of jam. Crumbs went everywhere, but no one was angry. Beginning of summer!