My grandfather must have learned it from his parents. His father was Swedish, his mother was Norwegian (her family is from one of the regions warpus visited on his Norwegian holiday), and he was born in Norway. He lived part of his youth in both countries, and traveled a bit (spent time in India) before making his way to Canada in the '20s. I have a couple of his baby pictures and a couple of school photos (all of these are pre-WWI). And there's one of him in the cavalry (my grandmother made a painting based on that one). Other old mementos of my grandfather include school documents (in Swedish, though he taught me how to read them), immigration papers, and passports. Oh, and about the coffee... my mother said she couldn't believe her eyes, the first time she saw my grandfather do this. Of course kids like to copy their elders... we all agreed that it wouldn't be a good idea for me to drink my cocoa like that (my grandparents had afternoon coffee every day at 3:30 and when I joined them, I had cocoa... even after I grew up, as I hated tea and coffee).