My pat. grandfather, who immigrated from Lithuania at age 17 and and spoke 6 languages, none of them English. By hard work (and street smarts) and chutzbah, he eventually founded and then ran a large manufacturing business, retired to a Mcmansion in Miami and left his five sons a very nice cushion for their old age
. He always ate salami and pickles for breakfast and had a shot of schnaaps (brandy) to wash them down. He poured tea into a saucer, put a piece of rock sugar between his teeth and slurped the tea thru the sugar.