It’s the name of our signature roast: apricot sweetness, cinnamon notes, tea-like body. Like an African breeze in a cup.
It’s the location of our primary coffee washing station, where cherries from several surrounding communities are bought and processed under the watchful eyes of Manu and Glorious.
It’s a community of farmers and craftsmen, for whom coffee means life.
At the beginning of February, I had the incredible privilege of traveling to Rwanda with a few members of our team here at Land of a Thousand Hills. As a barista at our Roswell location for the last two years, and the Creative Director in more recent months, it was a dream come true.
Many farmers in developing countries never get to drink the coffee they grow. The best beans are exported and roasted out-of-country, and sold to a Western consumer base. We wanted to honor our farmers by serving them coffee, and better yet – their own coffee.
That moment – that point of connection over a fresh mug – superseded all cultural and language barriers. It was utterly, shockingly familiar. It didn’t matter that our life experiences were totally different, that we didn’t speak a common tongue, that we lived on opposite sides of the globe. We shared coffee, and coffee was enough.
The reactions were varied.
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