This coffee is cooler than your neighbors. If you lean French, this is your second crack masterpiece.
The Story Behind the Beans: Before coffee took over, John chef-ed his way around the world: Miami, Hawaii, Hong Kong, New York, San Diego, and, for a while, a creperie in the south of France. One weekend, he and his girlfriend Vanessa escaped to the mountains near Saint-Cézaire, to her tiny rustic cabin with dirt floors and goats. (Yes, France can make even dirt floors sound romantic.) Morning came cold, clear, perfect. The coffee was hitting, John was pleased. Vanessa agreed, then looked up toward the mansion tucked into the hillside before delivering an essential French correction: “Notre café est bon, mais celui du voisin est sûrement meilleur.” Our coffee is good, but the neighbor’s is probably better. And thus: Rich French Neighbor. Chocolatey, full-bodied, aspirationally snobby. The good stuff. THAT guy’s coffee.
Sizes: half pound, one pound, five pound. One pound bags include zipper seal and valve for extra freshness.