further proof this blog languishes in the hinterlands
August 8, 2008 – 6:34 pmhard to know why atlanta coffee establishments of note held rumored cuppings featuring famous barista persons with nary an advance word breathed on these here interwoven nets.
hmmm, lessee. nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope and nope. conspicuous!
UPDATE: it was a counter culture thing! note to lamont: the zombie would have never kept us in the dark like this …
The eagle has landed…
… and I hardly know where my family is going to sleep the next night much less if I can make CCC’s sacramental Friday @ 10am cupping (they don’t have a regional training center in North Idaho… yet).
You should have been there – some stellar Honduran offerings on the table followed by a taste of the Microcosm and some contraband Esmerelda.
the traveler can hardly be faulted.
north idaho … give them time. only time.
excuse me while i return to the task of slurping the great balls of lint from the nether corners of my
roomguestroom.Only five hours south on I75 to visit Volta… That’s practically a back-yard commute in Idaho.
good luck with that, true. i understand an alabama wedding is involved. then, greenville. come on up!
and surely, you would never let such an event go unannounced, eh? even if it was last minute …
wow…I guess that’s the last time I’ll forget to announce the arrival of Mr., Mrs., and Mini )on(s).
lest ya’ll forget…I’m flying solo down here! (at least for another couple months)
all in good fun, dave! you hoarder …
If it was all about the coffee, of course we’d jaunt to Gainesville (and, of course, I google-mapped it)… if it was just about friendship we’d try to find a way to throw a bash for old friends and new (already thinking about SCAA/WBC09 in Atlanta)… but maybe it’s mostly about family – all these southern cousins – and press’d coffee flowing from the Birmingham Hampton Inn room 117 tomorrow morning…
… you are all invited.
’tis a shame, of course, because we’re cupping the Limoncello CoE 2nd Place, the Gaturiri auction lot, and the new Costa Rican and Guatemalan coffees on Sunday morning
schnaikes. suddenly, this blog is wondering what it’s going to pull this weekend. we are vastly outclassed.
In my defense, i didn’t know Jon was going to be here until then night before myself, and all i heard was it was a maybe.
September 4th-ish perhaps Danielle and i can make a peace offering by swinging through Greenville on our way to Durham? Maybe bring presents? Yes?
presents!