Real Coffee
Full body, it’s retained some acidity and hasn’t lost the the origin flavors.
Gentle earthiness, dark cocoa, and a sweet subtle malty component.
It makes one helluva cup.
Hand Roasted Coffee
I can remember the best cups of coffee I’ve ever had.
Some people have that ability, where they can almost recreate a spectacular experience in their memory… A steaming hot cup in a cold jungle downpour at a coffee roaster’s hut in Central America. We trudged through the mud to get there. The first cup of real (not instant) coffee at an off-grid family farm near Albany by the Southern Sea in Western Australia. A special cup in a café at Pike Place Market in Seattle. A dessert cup with a cigar while sitting with the owner of a tiny Italian joint in Little Italy in San Francisco. That first ever cup at Café du Monde in New Orleans.
These are the cups that I remember most, and this is what I wanted to evoke in my first Bunker Nation Coffee. We’re starting out small, with a limited supply of personally selected and hand roasted Mokajava dark roast. It isn’t bitter, isn’t jet fuel. It is smooth, rich, full bodied, and… memorable.
Michael Bunker’s own select blend of Ethiopian Mokamba and Indonesian Java beans, roasted dark by hand to perfection.
Not a cheap coffee, but well worth it for coffee connoisseurs.
