My aunt and uncle had a rule in their house: “The coffee pot is always on”. Everyone in their little town of 200 in rural Minnesota was welcome to stop by and have a cup. My uncle died young, at only 97. He died from complications from a broken rib, exacerbated by his diabetes. My aunt celebrated her 100th birthday a bit ago. Unfortunately, she didn’t make it to 101.
Mom died four months before her 100th birthday. She and Dad drank coffee from the time they got up until they went to bed.