Two cuppings in one week. Somebody stop me. First, if you’re scratching your head at the word “cupping”, may I recommend a primer on the process? As I mentioned in “Cupping. A primer”, being able to attend one of these has been a long time coming. The first time? Stumptown in Portland a long [...]
As it appears I have become a de facto town crier, of sorts, self-charged with keeping the Eater SF readership apprised of the progress Four Barrel is making towards the commencement of the roasting side of it’s business (case 1, case 2), I could not help but snap a quick photo, the other morning, when I stopped [...]