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How is Quality Coffee Produced? What are the importance of each step in the chain? What steps in the chain are most important for us to invest in to get quality results? How can we assure quality production from a given set of farmers? These are the questions I've wrestled with ever since my business partner and I began to put our life savings on the line in 2000. Early on we identified

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Transparency Contract ©:Mea$uring Your Relationships(Originally Published in Roast Magazine September 2007)Transparency = The full, accurate, and timely disclosure of information.Contract = A binding agreement between two or more persons that is enforceable by law.Relationship = A state of connectedness between people (especially an emotional connection).Connections to people motivate our

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My first exploration memory was following my older brother on my tiny red tricycle. I knew I wasn’t supposed to go because he could ride much faster than I, and maybe I might get lost . . . but I couldn’t resist. I had never been more than 2 houses away, but I figured if the road goes there, and my brother goes there, than why can’t I? That expedition ended in tears and my dad coming to take me

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