STORIES
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Back To Burundi
Our Burundi coffee reminds me of lilacs and saddles. Clearly, that’s not an educated flavor or taste profile. I’ve spent…
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Uprooted: Our Burundi Exit
Our exit from Burundi was like molasses falling steady from a spoon, sticky and slow. Lifting ourselves from the land…
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Unlikely Heroes Fighting The Potato Defect
The Antestia bug From far off, the Burundian countryside is a vast expanse of green carpeted rolling hills. Each hill…
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Mothers. Wives. Farmers. Fighters.
Rain is falling gently on the banana leaves outside my window. School kids are shouting and laughing. Motorbikes are whizzing…
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Exploring Nairobi With Kids
Shopping in real grocery stores and speaking English rank at the top of my “reasons to love Kenya” list, but…
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Hand Sorting Coffee + Thoughts On Export
Don’t give in to your fears. If you do, you won’t be able to talk to your heart. ― Paulo Coelho, The…
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Portraits of Coffee Harvest + Links
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the…
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The Gift Of Coffee On Gaharo Hill
“How many of you have ever tasted coffee from your home hill?” I asked while requesting a show of hands.…













