Mike, I hear what you've been saying about the social/friendship side of coffee. For me it's mostly a morning solitary experience, and I try to go out into our garden (forest, really) to enjoy my cup and share it with the trees and animals who live there with us.
But it reminds me of a time, long ago before wars and tensions got as high as they are now, when I visited my sister who was studying in Israel. I was 14, so this was mid-70's. She took to to visit a carpet seller in the old city of Jerusalem, an old Arab man whose name was Ibrahim (I still remember). The college kids gathered there to listen to his stories, and he served coffee (the thick, ultra-rich stuff in tiny cups) and talked with them. He was a very welcoming and life-wise man. Not just a monologue, there was a lot of conversation. It was an beautiful experience, and coffee was at the heart of it. I was 14 without much coffee background (my parents drank instant), but that experience - the social aspect, the warmth and acceptance, around a coffee service - that has stayed with me ever since.