Driving north through central-east Indiana on the way to see Ricky Skaggs work his wonder in Shipshewana, we passed through a John Cougar-sized small town called Pierceton where the Blue Lion Coffee sign had me turning left for a quick cup of caffeine. When we walked in, we knew we found something special. And when I saw the brass, hand-pull espresso machine, I knew I was going to be very happy, very soon.
I snapped some photos as they prepped the machine and beans. It was my first hand-pull espresso experience. He handed me the dark coffee bean juice. It smelled rich like chocolate. I gave thanks.
Food and drink can change one’s mood immediately.
Blue Lion Coffee roasts their beans in very small batches. They ship anywhere, including to a guy out in Oregon who gets fresh-roasted beans shipped monthly. I ordered some of their Morning Thunder blend, Organic Mexican from the Highlands of Chiapas, and some Ethiopian Yirgacheffe. I asked that it be sent to arrive to my house 2 weeks later, when I was to return from Costa Rica.
I got back and the coffee arrived the next day! With the coffee was a book I had heard about but not yet read: The Devil’s Cup. Backstory: While at the Blue Lion, the barista asked if I had read it, and when learning that I had not, he wrote it down on my receipt. I was planning to pick up a copy sometime. He took care of it for me!
Life can be so damn sweet!