The Tie That Binds
Tavern was forged in the fires of a drum roaster. Raised in a house of coffee, cloaked in its scent like a thick slathering of cologne, Tavern carries the tradition of generations past and gallops forward. Coffee is what connects us; it is the bond between my father and my father’s father.
Though each generation rebels and pushes away from its predecessor. It is the tension, the counterforce which closes the knot and draws us nearer.
It is the reason to meet, fall in love and seed friendships. It is our work and our pleasure.
Against the Grain
The birth of our nation began with the expulsion of tea and the embrace of coffee. It was shared over conversation in communion at the local Tavern, a public house where locals could do anything from seek legal advice to attend town meetings - one could even light the fires of revolution.
Today, the Tavern exists - if only in the heart and mind, and coffee still brings us together.
For this is not the drink of the aristocracy, but a beverage to be enjoyed by all, regardless of station.