Twelve free places at our cupping table

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On the first Saturday of every month, at 10:00, twelve people stand around our table with a spoon each and slurp. Nobody needs to know anything about coffee.

Decaf that tastes like coffee

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The caffeine in Zhuravel was taken out with a by-product of sugarcane grown a few valleys from the farm. It still tastes of Huila.

You asked for a darker espresso. Meet Grulla

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Under 'Why we roast light', Callum wrote that he wanted something darker for his morning flat white. He was right that we owed him an answer.

Four months from keys to coffee

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Henk handed us the keys on 28 November 2023. The till took its first 612 euros on 16 March 2024. In between, almost everything went wrong once.

We stored one bag four ways for four weeks

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One 250 g bag, split four ways: the bag it came in, a glass jar on the shelf, a tin in the cupboard, and the freezer. Four weeks later we tasted all four blind.

The kettle above the machine

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Someone asks to buy the red kettle about once a week. It does not work, and it is not for sale.

Meet Ade, who opens the door at seven

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The key turns at 7:00. By 7:20 the batch brewer is on, the first playlist is chosen, and Bulba has found the warm spot under the bench.

Thirty-one viewings and a flat tyre

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For fourteen months, a list hung on our fridge: a corner with morning light, room for a roaster, a window bench, rent under 2,500 euros. We found every item on it, just never in the same building.

A Belarusian and a Spaniard open a coffee shop in Oost

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One of us was born next to a marsh in southern Belarus, the other 2,300 kilometres away in Zaragoza. Every autumn the same flock of cranes flies over both of our home towns, and that is where our…