|No woman or fish in this cup,|
But you might see other figures
When my cup was no longer warm, I turned it over to look inside. That's when I found the woman (she was blonde) and the tree and who knows what else. Exploring for a definitive guide to the symbols dribbled in empty coffee cups was certainly the most unusual of Things I get to do today. All of this leads me to my next project--getting some finely ground Turkish coffee.