A few years ago, we blindly made our first visit to Guatemala. At the time we were working towards opening our shop in Ocean Beach. Our lives consisted of digging ditches, demolition, building and very little coffee. We didn’t know...
Jet lagged and hungry, we wander through customs and into a new environment. None of us have been to Guatemala, and all we really know is that someone named “Jorge de Leon Jr.” is going to pick us up. Our...
There I stood, sweat pouring down my face. I was standing on top of a mountain, staring at the three coffee cherries in the palm of my hand. This was what we had set out to find. It was such...
