Hotel Rwanda

Zirikana, Rwanda. This is the stuff that dreams are made of. When old grandpas sit their grandchildren on their laps and tell them tales of the good times, it usually includes a reference to this coffee. Opening this bag brought ooohs and ahhhs from Mr Bill and I. grinding these beans brought out their smell even more. The door to our office is usually closed when we use the grinder (to minimize noise). I wanted to keep the door closed even after grinding to wallow in the sweet smell of freshly ground coffee even more. Ok, i need to go now and drink my coffee...