looked into:

the eye of the tiger, erm, panther, erm, wait, that reminds me of something...

Lavazza. My love.
Small, strong, black, a little bit macchiato, mostly sweet, sometimes a bit scratchy - as the coffee is...

I love his bright eyes, he has still some blue left in them, it never went all away.
(Ok, I'm sorry in advance for the link, I couldn't resist... In reality he's more THIS!)