I’m writing this post before we lose power. It’s been one of those days where the temperature goes down instead of up during the day. We’ve had a leaner, a dead, rotting oak, broken at the base and only still standing because it got hung up on the branch of a nearby tree for the last six or seven years. We had already plotted where it would fall and we weren’t too worried but when it came down this morning it shook the house and just missed our deer fence.
We stopped by Canalltown to pick up coffee and Pete was just roasting a batch so we told him we would come back in an hour and pick it up warm. I watched as he poured beans in the big funnel and told me what goes into the Rochester’s Choice, the blend we buy. “Sumatran and Costa Rican.” I asked who came up with the name. It is such a good name for the house blend as it sounds like it has already won some sort award. He said he and his father-in-law came up with it when they started the business some thirty five years ago.
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