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My journey into specialty coffee began in Seattle, where the overcast skies recalled the steam that rolled from my cup. Looking out over the harbor, I saw that the ships at the end of their journey also expelled a sigh of relief, a grey cloud that filled the air like the one that rose from the coffee. It was my first taste of a specialty brew, and I thought of the distance these wonderful beans had traversed and the transformation they had undergone in the course of their journey to my cup. Like the madeleine Proust dunked in his tea, every coffee I tasted brought the world back to me and the rest is history...

–Sarah