Although I am in agreement that such awards make but little sense, it wasn't her foot or hand that got burned.
Where something is wholly or even just substantially my fault, I 'take the hit'. Maybe I am out of step with this world ... but I really do think that this is the right thing to do.
Stella could tell from her fingers that the coffee was hot. Coffee, by its very nature, is normally served hot. Stella chose to put it between her legs ... the serf in the window did not put the coffee there. Then Stella, and no one else, spilled the stuff.
As a juror ... well, it's a good thing for Stella that I was not on that jury.
In Ireland, the great cliffs of Moher stand some 800 feet above the sea. There are no guardrails. Last year 6 people were blown over the edge because they stood too close to it.
There has got to be some "Peter Principle" at work here. Something along the lines of morons being able to harm themselves no matter how clearly hazards are marked.
The thing is 800 feet in the air ... that's marking enough! Coffee, even at 160 degrees, is hot. That's warning enough.