To me, Java feels nice and homely. Like coming home to your family over Christmas. Of course your parents aren't quite with the times any more and a bit racist, which always makes for a nice discussion with your sister's Hispanic husband. And there's always uncle bob, who gets way too drunk and starts hitting on your wife. Your sister usually tries to get you to invest in her latest MLM scheme and the food tastes like seasoned cardboard. But it's always warm and welcoming. Luckily it's only for the holidays.