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MAY '08 Coffee Pick: Papua New Guinea
CLEO'S MAY
COFFEE PICK:
Papua New Guinea
Article now posting at top of site...
Posted April 20, 2008
CLEO'S APRIL
COFFEE PICK WAS:
PURPLE
PRINCESS
also known as...
"Finca El Puente,"
from the country of Honduras
Pictured above is Marysabel, the owner of the farm
that produces this amazing coffee
If you've read even one of my Coffeehouse Mysteries, then you know what an important role coffee plays in each story. In French Pressed, coffeehouse manager and barista Clare Cosi must stage a coffee tasting for the demanding exective chef of a top New York 
restaurant.
"So, okay," I said to myself, "if Clare has got to impress someone as hard to please as Chef Tommy Keitel, then I've got to find some really excellent coffees out there for her to serve the man..."
Coffee beans grown in Kenya are among the finest in the world, which is why I put Kenyan coffee on Clare's short list. (Kenya was also my March Coffee Pick, and you can scroll down to read more about this wonderful coffee)...But I knew Kenya alone wouldn't be enough to persuade Chef Tommy Keitel to include Clare's 
coffees on his precious restaurant menu. I needed something really different, a coffee with a flavor profile that would get the attention of a world-class chef. That coffee was actually easy for me to choose: It's a coffee grown in Honduras, on the farm of Finca El Puente—a coffee nicknamed the "Purple Princess." Everything I write about the Purple Princess in French Pressed is true (see page 100 of your mass market edition). It's an elegant, award-winning coffee that's greatly desired at 
coffee auctions. How does it taste? Silky smooth with floral and fruity notes of lavender, plum, and grape. These "purple" fruits along with the "regal" elegance of the silky body is what led Peter Giuliano, coffee director of the boutique roaster, Counter Culture Coffee, to nickname this amazing offering "Purple Princess" —a name now widely used to refer to this superb coffee.
Another wonderful thing I discovered while researching this coffee was that the farm on which the Purple Princess is grown is owned by a woman: Marysabel Caballero Garcia.
To read more about Cleo's
April Coffee Pick, Purple Princess,
including links to purchase it...
Posted: March 22, 2008
CLEO'S MARCH
COFFEE PICK WAS:
KENYA
One of the coffees featured in
my 6th Coffeehouse Mystery:
French Pressed
Click here to read about
Kenyan coffee farm tours.
Africa is it, folks, the continent where the first coffee plant sprang from the earth. That’s one reason why I chose to begin Cleo’s 2008 World Coffee Tour in January with Ethiopia, 
where coffee was first discovered.
(Scroll down to read about my picks for January - Ethiopian Yirgacheffe, and February - Rwandan Village Blend.)
For this month’s coffee pick, I’m pleased to take us to another African nation: Kenya.
Kenya has wonderful growing conditions for coffee, especially the slopes around Mount Kenya (remember high grown is high quality)...
To read more about Cleo's
March Coffee Pick, Kenya,
including links to purchase it...
Posted: February 14, 2008
CLEO'S FEBRUARY
COFFEE PICK WAS:
Rwanda's
Village Blend
Our coffee world tour continues! As I mentioned with last month's Yirgacheffee pick, Africa is where coffee was born – every variety of coffee plant throughout the world’s coffee belt is some form of hybrid that originated on that continent.
Like Ethiopia and Kenya, the Republic of Rwanda grows some of the finest coffee in the world. It has great conditions for it – good rainfall, volcanic soil, and high altitude mountains. But just over ten years ago, the country was scarred with one of history’s worst genocides. Over one million people were slaughtered in under 100 days.
These days, the Rwandans are working hard to rebuild their country. 30,000 independent coffee growers still climb the hills, tend the soil, and carry the beans on their shoulders down to cooperative village wash stations.
To read more about Cleo's
Februry Coffee Pick, Rwandan,
including links to purchase it...
Posted: January 16, 2008
CLEO'S JANUARY
COFFEE PICK WAS:
Ethiopian
Yirgacheffe
One of the coffees featured in
my 6th Coffeehouse Mystery:
French Pressed
If you have any interest in expanding your understanding of what distinguishes one coffee from another (from country to country and region to region), the exotic Yirgacheffe should be a must-taste coffee on your list. And if you're a tea drinker, this coffee has the aromatics that may convert you!
Above is the community of Harfusa. It is one of the coffee-farming areas in the hills that surround the town of Yirgacheffe, Ethiopia. Click on the picture to go to the Counter Culture Coffee site that features the sale of the "Ethiopian Yirgacheffe" they produce.
For coffee lovers, Ethiopia is it, baby! The motherland, where coffee was first discovered over one thousand years ago and 
consumed by local tribesmen.
All the varieties of coffee trees that are grown and cultivated the world over sprang from trees that originally grew in Ethiopia. Today, coffee stil remains the countries main export.
Yirgacheffee is one of Ethiopia's most famous coffees. It is so distinctive that when cup tasters sample coffee from other regions, they even refer to a coffee as tasting like a "Yirg."
So what does Yirg taste like? For me, there are two things that make it amazing.
1. Mouthfeel
Yirg gives you a "juicy" feeling...
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January Coffee Pick, Yirgacheffe,
including links to purchase it...
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Memorial Day 2008 - Patriot Guard Ride by Jim Kerick
MEMORIAL DAY Military veteran Jim Kerick I've never witnessed a fallen soldier being escorted home again. Jim's detailed account paints a clear picture. Thank you, Jim, for reminding us —Cleo A DAY WITH THE PATRIOT GUARD RIDERS by Jim Kerick Twenty-five-year-old Sergeant Lance Eakes died in Iraq while riding in a Humvee. An IED went off, killing him and injuring another. This was my experience riding with the Patriot Guard Riders, escorting Sergeant Eakes' coffin from the airport to the funeral home in his hometown of Apex, North Carolina. § Lance Oliver Eakes In memoriam The twin engine plane pulled into the hanger and shut down its engines. A few moments later, the hanger doors closed. The Army honor guard, in their formal dress blues, lined up near the hearse. The hatch on the left side of the airplane slowly opened. A step lowered, the pilot and co-pilot debarked followed by the escort, a young sergeant in Class A uniform. The plane crew quietly brought ramps out of the plane and prepared an electric lift draped in black. The coffin containing the body of SGT Lance Eakes was removed from the plane interior. The coffin was brown wood. It was draped in an American flag. While the coffin was moving, a small contingent of Army personnel, standing at attention in Class A and Battle Dress uniforms, rendered a hand salute. I stood with my fellow Patriot Guard Riders. We, along with the Wake County Deputies, RDU police, and all others present, placed our hands over our hearts. Both the pilot and co-pilot of the plane were men. Each wore a black suit with rings on the bottom of their sleeves, indicating rank. The elder of the pair had a head full of gray, while the younger looked as if he was still under 35. As they stood near the plane, one tripped the switch that lowered the hatch. It closed quietly. Four chairs were moved forward and aligned. A Lieutenant Colonel, the Chaplain, and two other Soldiers stepped out to collect the family. No one approached the coffin. No one moved. No one made a noise. The door to the lounge opened, and the family entered. An infantry Captain lead the way, walking very slowly. The mother and father clung to each other. Sergeant Eakes’ father was using a cane in his left hand. His wife held onto his right arm. Another woman held onto the mother’s right arm. They appeared to be keeping her from collapse. Her sobs increased in volume with each yard covered towards An older women, using a walker, tried to see over the people in front of her. The sobs of the mother cut through everyone. A woman from the USO was holding a box of tissues. She pressed one into a family member’s hand. Her eyes were wet. With halting steps, the family approached the coffin and touched the flag. The few moments felt like a lifetime, and then they backed away and the military honor guard moved forward. With commands that appeared totally silent, six soldiers approached and stood three per side. The Staff Sergeant in charge of the details took his place by the blue field of stars. Slowly, with deliberate moves, they lifted Sergeant Eakes and turned towards the hearse, on slow step at a time, they began to take him on his final journey. The only sounds in the large hangar were the sobs of Lance Eakes’ mother. As the coffin was set on rails and eased into the hearse, she clung to her husband and another relative. The honor guard moved away from the hearse. Their movements were coordinated by very low spoken commands. We filed out quietly to get our motorcycles in place for the trip. We lined up behind the hearse, in front of the terminal, awaiting the family’s exit. All talking ceased as the family walked towards their cars. One male member of the family gave us a small wave as he got into a black Suburban. The police escort moved forward, the hearse, the family and then our motorcycles. There were about 40 bikes in the procession. Some were carrying full size flags. A photo of a Patriot Guard Riders escort that took place in Kansas. Click on photo to see large version. A s we left the general aviation terminal, the Airport Police stopped traffic. We entered I540, heading towards Apex, and the Wake Deputies held up traffic and waved us through intersections and red lights. Traffic was held on the highway for the funeral procession, and we proceeded down the road, moving through an otherwise glorious spring morning. The sky was blue and beautiful, the sun bright, illuminating the budding leaves and growing grass. We exited I540 and rode down 55 south. Now the Apex police were blocking the roads for us, allowing the hearse and procession to move through without pause. The officers saluted as we passed. As we entered the small town of Apex, a few people stood by the side of the road holding American flags. The closer we got to the funeral home, the more flags and people I saw. A couple of signs were held up, saying Lance was a fallen hero. Adults and teens were somber. As we arrived at the funeral home, a group of Soldiers stood on the side of the road. After parking my bike, I joined the crowd at the end of the funeral home to wait for the coffin to be unloaded. A news chopper flew above us. A photographer took pictures of the family as they stood in the shade of the overhang. The hearse door opened and quiet descended. The honor guard moved forward. Three Soldiers per side. The Staff SGT at the head. They stopped and faced each other, separated by the space for the coffin. Slowly, they pulled it out. A member of the Soldiers called out: “Order Arms!” By reflex my hand, along with many others in the Patriot Riders raised up. Once more, I heard the cries of Lance’s mother. Deliberate motions were used to grasp and move the coffin. Finally, the honor guard faced forward and moved into the funeral home. “Ready To!” sounded out and my hand snapped back to my side. “At ease” was called and I found myself reflexively moving to the proper position. The crowd stood quietly, unsure what to do. A man in a blue sport coat stepped forward. On behalf of the family he thanked us all for coming and said that the family was grateful for the support. He asked that we all remember the family in our prayers. Moving back towards my bike, one woman approached the gentleman walking to my left and —Jim Kerick Jim Kerick served in On this Memorial Day, may God bless our soldiers, —Cleo Click here to read a news story of this event. Click here to visit the Patriot Guard Riders site.
sent me the following email. I asked permission to post it on Memorial Day weekend. He agreed.
all why the United States has
a national Memorial Day.
—Jim
the plane. As they rounded the nose and stepped towards the coffin, the gathering stopped.
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In the arms of her father, a small girl, no more than two years old, waved the flag as if she were watching a parade. Her face seemed angelic to me, she was happy, not really understanding, simply enjoying something not part of her normal morning routine.
asked if the Patriot Riders were all veterans. He answered that we were not all veterans. I rode my bike away, thinking about my own service and thanking God I had a chance to show some respect for a fallen comrade.
Desert Storm in the US Navy
and Operations Iraqi Freedom
in the NC Army National Guard.
past and present, living and dead.
Thank you, Jim, for your service, too.
The Return of Java the Cat!
THE RETURN OF These candid photos reveal the scandalous truth: My cat, Mr. Felloes, is actually my in-house editor. Late last year, when I was writing my latest Coffeehouse Mystery, French Pressed, Mr. Felloes pointed out to me that Clare's cat Java seemed to have disappeared from the Coffeehouse Mystery series. § From Coffee Talk Message Board Post 9/11/07... Clare's Cat One question about a character in On What Grounds. What happened to Java? Those of us with pets, especially cats, think of them as one of the family. I sadly have more pictures of my cats than of my grandchildren. Shouldn't Java be around a little more?... From Message Board Post 10/8/07... Coffee Loving Pets I just read the post from Charlie-Rourke O'Brien. Loved it. My adoption mom & her daughter make Lattes & make some froth (flavored) for me. I also still want to know what happened to Java. —Smokie Lane of Amarillo And, finally, I received this post in March: From Board Post 3/5/08... Luv your books. But where did the cat - Java- go? I luv your coffee books! I started in the middle of the series with LATTE TROUBLE and went forward with books 4 and 5. I am just now reading ON WHAT GROUNDS and WOW-there is Clare's cat, Java. I'm not to the end yet, but...where is Java in the rest of the series? I loved your books before I knew of Java, but luved them more after the little coffee beaned colored tabby appeared. Have a java, jazzy day! —Roxy from Georgetown, TN § So where exactly is Java's big scene in French Pressed? Well, turn to page 37 in your mass market paperback editon and read through page 45. Cover of the On What Grounds Java enjoying a delish cookie with her coffee... U.S. version Published in Japan Cover of the Through the Grinder Java grinding beans U.S. version Published in Japan Cover of the Latte Trouble Java reading a "New Fashion" mag with a bottle of "Latte" in her arm. U.S. version Published in Japan 
JAVA THE CAT!
"This manuscript is putting me to sleep," Mr. Felloes complained. "Put Java the cat in a scene and I'll give a crap!"
Ack! Hairball!
Of course, I ignored Mr. Felloes' notes on the manuscript (as well as his drool and claw marks), but then my CM readers spoke up!
No kidding. While I was working on French Pressed, the following posts appeared on my Coffee Talk Chalkboard (just click on the green board in the right column to post your own message), and their heartfelt content really did persuade me to add Java to the very next Coffeehouse Mystery, which happened to be French Pressed (more on the scene I wrote, below these "Where's Java?!" posts)...
(Yes, French Pressed was on its way to being printed by then, but this post made me realize that Mr. Felloes was right, all along!)
Also, I luv all of the splendid caffeine-charged info and recipes that are in your very well-done mysteries. I am an avid reader of everything, especially mysteries. Your series is a java junkie gem! My coffee-crazed friends are loving my new coffee facts that I am quoting from your books. really!...
I originally conceived this scene as taking place between Clare and Mike in the kitchen of Clare's duplex apartment. In the scene, Clare is fixing coffee for Mike, something she usually does downstairs in the espresso bar. Now that they're seeing each other, however, she invites him up to her place.
At first, the addition of Java to this scene between Clare and Mike was just for fun, but as I wrote, I realized Java was actually playing a pretty significant role in the little give-and-take between the two humans.
You'll notice as Mike throws Pounce treats to Java, he also throws little pieces of information out to Clare on the case he's been working in the area nightclubs. They are playing the kind of guessing game that they usually play, but with Java added to the scene, the humor becomes a little more telling: Clare enjoys this interaction as much as Java enjoys those little cat treats. Clare's addicted, you see...not just to coffee, but to sleuthing. In more than one way, Mike is catnip to her. Funny stuff. And lots of fun to play with, thanks to my CM readers who reminded me not to diss the cat!
Adding unexpected elements to the writing process is always great fun and a good challenge for any writer of popular fiction. I'm all for having "notes" come to me in karmic ways as well as traditional one. And, actually, it's not a bad life lesson, either.
In my experience, notes from the universe always lead me down surprising roads—and, this time around, anyway, I'm very glad to have the chance to take you down those roads with me.
Thanks very much to those of you who posted about Java. From now on, I'll try harder to remember to include her in Clare's adventures. I know my Japanese publisher, Random House Kondansha would agree...
Here are some of the Japanese covers for my Coffeehouse Mystery series (you'll notice that even though Java isn't exactly featured in every books, she's become the star of the Japanese cover art...)
Japanese edition
by Random House
Kodansha
Japanese edition
and frowning at mice stealing sack of coffee 
by Random House
Kodansha 
Japanese edition
by Random House
Kodansha
§
(Scroll down for more archived articles...)
OH, SNAP! Rachael Ray Makes Gaffe Over...Coffee?
Oh Snap!
If this is coffee, please bring me
some tea; but if this is tea,
please bring me some coffee.
—Abraham Lincoln
Rachael Ray Makes Gaffe
So there's this daily blog written by New York magazine called "Grub Street," which has the inside track on New York's foodie scene. The editors recently reported a hilarious story that caught my attention merely because it's about coffee.Click here to read about Rachael Ray's apparent gaffe on the set of her show (off camera), calling Dunkin' Donuts coffee, well, merde and asking for "MY" coffee, which was, apparently...(oops!) Starbucks.
Yeah, I know, this wouldn't be a big deal at all if she wasn't promoting Dunkin' Donuts. But then I can't blame her. I myself have given up on the Dunkin' Donuts coffee at the stores near me.
But, hey, maybe it's just the New York City Dunkin' Donuts. Maybe franchise owners in other parts of the country actually care about quality (one would hope so for the chain's sake). I gotta say it, though...if Dunkin' Donuts invested the money paid for celeb endorsements into their coffee beans, there'd be no stopping the stampede for their java...
Scroll down these archived articles to read about some great African coffees grown by artisan farmers. (Pictured left.)
By the way, everyone, I really like Rachael Ray! She's obviously worked her rear end off to get where she is (and I honestly have to like any chick who makes an Italian rear fashionable again, thank you VERY much since I have one, too!).
I actually love Tony, too. C'mon, his sexy arrogance, hidden under too-cool-for-school hipness, actually inspired me to create my very own chef character in my latest Coffeehouse Mystery, French Pressed , so how could I not admire the cat?
Chain-smoking, formerly drug addicted,
heavy drinking Tony Bourdain
smacked down Rachael Ray
last October for peddling donuts,
which are (gasp) bad for your health.
Right.
If you missed the Bourdain
smackdown, click here!
It's a riot.
Post Subject: DUNKIN' DONUTS COFFEE FAN!
by: Sister of the Queen of Beans
Cleo:
When my sister turned 50, and being well known as a coffee bean Queen, it was only natural to give her a big party!! She goes to Dunkin Donuts daily (by the way, here in Massachusetts its good)! So I decorated the room in orange/pink colors, and baloons too. I sprinkled real coffee beans on each table, the centerpiece was cans of coffee with flowers. I made her a lovely pair of coffee bean earrings, necklace, bracelet to match. We gave out the ceramic coffee mugs from DD to all the guests. We had a blast, and everyone was really "hyped up" all night!!
Cleo's reply:
HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY,
QUEEN OF BEANS!
Here's a virtual doughnut to you for stopping by and letting me know about your hilarious DD birthday bash! Thanks for sharing. I LOVE all the clever coffee-themed kitsch that you thought of doing for her, too. What a great sis you are!
Java joy to you and your java-loving sister.
And from one Queen of coffee beans to another: Happy Birthday, girl!
—Cleo Coyle
APRIL '08 Coffee Pick: Purple Princess
CLEO'S APRIL
COFFEE PICK:
PURPLE
PRINCESS
also known as...
"Finca El Puente,"
from the country of Honduras
Pictured above is Marysabel, the owner of the farm
that produces this amazing coffee
If you've read even one of my Coffeehouse Mysteries, then you know what an important role coffee plays in each story. In French Pressed, coffeehouse manager and barista Clare Cosi must stage a coffee tasting for the demanding exective chef of a top New York restaurant.
"So, okay," I said to myself, "if Clare has got to impress someone as hard to please as Chef Tommy Keitel, then I've got to find some really excellent coffees out there for her to serve the man..."
Coffee beans grown in Kenya are among the finest in the world, which is why I put Kenyan coffee on Clare's short list. (Kenya was also my March Coffee Pick, and you can scroll down to read more about this wonderful coffee)...But I knew Kenya alone wouldn't be enough to persuade Chef Tommy Keitel to include Clare's coffees on his precious restaurant menu. I needed something really different, a coffee with a flavor profile that would get the attention of a world-class chef. That coffee was actually easy for me to choose: It's a coffee grown in Honduras, on the farm of Finca El Puente—a coffee nicknamed the "Purple Princess." Everything I write about the Purple Princess in French Pressed is true (see page 100 of your mass market edition). It's an elegant, award-winning coffee that's greatly desired at coffee auctions. How does it taste? Silky smooth with floral and fruity notes of lavender, plum, and grape. These "purple" fruits along with the "regal" elegance of the silky body is what led Peter Giuliano, coffee director of the boutique roaster, Counter Culture Coffee, to nickname this amazing offering "Purple Princess" —a name now widely used to refer to this superb coffee.
Another wonderful thing I discovered while researching this coffee was that the farm on which the Purple Princess is grown is owned by a woman: Marysabel Caballero Garcia.
Pictured above is Marysabel, owner of the farm that produces the excellent "Purple Princess" coffee. Click here or on the photo to go to the Counter Culture Coffee Web site and read what Marysabel's says about running her coffee farm. You can also order "Purple Princess" coffee from Counter Culture. The company delivers freshly roasted whole beans via UPS. Click here to order the coffee for yourself.
Marysabel was also recently profiled as one of "Ten Incredible Women in Coffee" in the April-May issue of Barista Magazine, a great magazine to read if you work in the coffeehouse trade. (Click here to learn more about Barista Magazine.)
Marysabel inherited her farm from her father. And, like many women who must prove themselves where men have gone before, it wasn't easy...
"At the beginning," she told Barista Magazine, "it was difficult to take over my father's role as the head of the farms; the employees refused to obey my instructions because they couldn't accept that a woman could be in charge in this work. But little by little, I gained their trust...Over the course of a few months, we became a good team and in addition to respecting me, they all came to care about me, as well..."
Even though 70% of the world's coffee is grown in South and Central America, Honduras is not a country known for its coffee, but there's a great story behind 
that, too...a love story.
Marysabel credits her husband, Ezri Moises Herrera, for figuring out that the area where they ended up cultivating the Purple Princess coffee had the conditions similar to excellent coffee-growing regions in his native Guatemala, a country well known for many excellent estate and cooperative coffees.
Ezri and Marysabel married in 1996 and together began planting and cultivating their award-winning crop.
Above is a map of Central America. As you can see, Honduras—the country where the Purple Princess is grown—is bordered by Guatemala, El Salvador, and Nicaragua, three countries far better celebrated than Honduas for exporting superior coffee. The Purple Princess is a great exception to that!
If you'd like to try this coffee for yourself, it's imported and sold through two excellent coffee 
roasters. Click here to purchase it from Counter Culture Coffee of Durham, North Carolina (that's where I get mine because I live on the East Coast).
The other excellent roaster where you can purchase Finca El Puente is Stumptown Coffee of Portland, Oregon. At this time, Stumptown is not offering Fince El Puente for sale, but this boutique roaster is a top one, so if you're curious to take a look at their other coffees, just click here.
Till next time,
—Cleo Coyle
MARCH '08 COFFEE PICK: Kenyan
CLEO'S MARCH
COFFEE PICK:
KENYA
One of the coffees featured in
my 6th Coffeehouse Mystery:
French Pressed
Click here to read about
Kenyan coffee farm tours.
Africa is it, folks, the continent where the first coffee plant sprang from the earth. That’s one reason why I chose to begin Cleo’s 2008 World Coffee Tour in January with Ethiopia, where coffee was first discovered.
(Scroll down to read about my picks for January - Ethiopian Yirgacheffe, and February - Rwandan Village Blend.)
For this month’s coffee pick, I’m pleased to take us to another African nation: Kenya.
Kenya has wonderful growing conditions for coffee, especially the slopes around Mount Kenya (remember high grown is high quality). Mount Kenya is located about 95 miles northeast of Nairobi, Kenya's largest city. The mountain is actually a dead volcano 
(it last erupted around 3 million years ago), so the soil is rich in its foothills and the rainfall is good, providing great conditions for growing Joe. Despite Ethiopia's location just to the north—where the coffee plant was originally discovered around 1,400 years ago and still grows wild—the coffee farmed in Kenya came to the country only a few hundred years ago via missionaries who hoped to create a cash crop for the country.
These "Bourbon" coffee plants (mutated versions of the Ethiopian plant) were then cultivated by the Kenyan farmers into a crop that's become one of finest and most respected in the world.
March and April is the time when Kenya's top grade lots come to auction—this is another aspect of the country's coffee farming that's unique, the trading of the coffee itself. You see, in Kenya, the farms are small. The farmers form cooperatives to market their crops. By law, these cooperatives must sell their coffee through the auctions held at the Nairobi Coffee 
Exchange.
Click here or on the picture to see more photos of the NCE.
Coffee buyers request samples, evaluate them, and bid on them through a licensed bidder. Most of these lots are bought by exporters, who mix this higher quality Kenyan coffee into blends with lesser varieties. However, savvy buyers like Counter Culture Coffee roasters of Durham, NC, and Peet's Coffee and Tea of San Francisco, CA, are very particular about bidding on pure, uncut lots.
The late Alfred Peet (2nd from right)
cupping coffee in Nairobi in 1985
Here's how Peet's describes its buying process...
"...we narrow down hundreds of offerings to the few we bid on. It’s a frenzied and exciting time, with intense competition to secure the most sublime lots. We’re sent samples direct from the auction, and have just a day to taste, debate, compare and then finally make our bids. Only a few select lots meet our standard for Kenya perfection: wonderfully aromatic, juicy, lively, with complex flavors hinting of citrus and blackberry."
I haven't tried the Peet's Kenyan yet, but I trust the company's quality and have no problem linking to it. Click here to read more about Peet's Kenyan.
I have tried Counter Culture Coffee's Kenyan and loved it. What I especially like about Counter Culture is their offering the coffee in a lighter or darker roast.
When I was writing French Pressed, I knew I wanted to use a Kenyan coffee for the scene in which Clare must persuade a top New York chef to serve her coffees in his restaurant. I specifically ordered the Counter Culture French roast Kenyan to sample for this–and it was one delicious cup!
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The hints of spice in the Kenya make it a great coffee to pair with my Banana Crunch Muffins, a bonus recipe I'll be sending to my newsletter subscribers before the end of March.
Counter Culture's Kenyan lot has wonderful body, and a clean, bright finish with notes of spice, clove, raisin, and sweet lime. Ah, but this is the lighter roast. So what happens when you French roast these same beans? It's like covering sweet cherries with 
chocolate. The depth of the dark roast is there but so is the fruitiness of the African bean. Yum.
(As Counter Culture warns, beware of roasters who don't know how to handle these beans, then you'll just get an overpowerig carmelized smokiness without the subtler flavors.)
If you'd like to read more about Counter Culture's Kenyan coffee or puchase it for yourself, click here for the lighter roast and click here for the French roast. FYI: My March free coffee drawing winner—"Pat" from Cordova, Tennessee—chose the French roast.
Finally, Kenya is also the country where Danish author Karen Blixen, who wrote 
under the pen name Isak Dinesen, owned and ran a coffee plantation in the early 1900s, near the final years of European colonialism in the country. If you've never heard of her, I highly recommend the film based on her life and memoir of the same name: Out of Africa. To learn more about the film, click here
Till Next time
—Cleo Coyle
How Cleo Spent St. Patrick's Day '08 - NY Parade Pics!
How I Spent
Saint Patrick's Day 2008
New York's St. Patrick's Day Parade is the largest in the world with 150,000 marchers and 2 million spectators lining Fifth Avenue. Here are some of my pics from the celebration...
The weather was glorious on March 17,
chilly enough for sipping hot Irish coffee but with a cloudless blue sky above and a bright contrast of sun 
and shadow on the city's sidewalks and streets.
Click here for a history
of Irish coffee
and a great recipe.
My husband and I took a subway from our home in Queens and watched the parade from the corner of Fifth Avenue and 77th Street, across from Central Park. Below is the banner for the NYPD's Emerald Society. There are over 35,000 police in New York City, of all races and creeds, but the Irish cop is an institution that's been around well over one-hundred years.
The NYPD and all of its divisions are always well represented in the St. Patrick's Day parade. Even detectives marched in plain clothes with their tres cool gold shields hanging around their necks.
NY police department band.
The NYPD's pipes and drums.
No, ma'am. Do NOT ask me to smile—and that better be coffee in that cup.
New York's Finest...
...and cutest!
(Yes, I'm very happily married, I'm just sayin'!)
Brooklyn North Detectives pipes and drums
Bad guys beware- a Brooklyn detective with rhythm
U.S. Marines - Semper Fi, dudes!
U.S. Coast Guard - Semper Paratus, dudes!
(motto translation - always ready!)
Excuse us, is this the set for John Adams?
Woops! Right country, wrong era. These guys are Civil War reenactors.
Fiddle-dee-dee, I'll think about the 21st Century tomorrow!
Yes, the wearing o' the green is just as important among the parade spectators!
After many hours of watching the parade, my husband and I headed down to Greenwich Village for the best fish and chips in New York at a little shop with chefs from the UK called
"A Salt and Battery"
Click here for info and location on A Salt and Battery.
It's a great place to grab a delish bite when you're touring around the Village. It's cheap and fast, no sit down service, just walk up to the fryer and place your order. A few cozy seats in the shop and a bench out front. Friendly peeps and very UK. Even the radio on the speaker is tuned to the BBC.
(Click here for a great recipe for Fish 'n' Chips!)
Since we were in the West Village, we stopped by the 6th Precinct (home of Detective Mike Quinn) to take a look at the Police Museum (uniforms and badges from all over the country and the world, including Italy, where my grandfather was a mounted policeman.)
Finally, we stopped by the 6th's Wall of Honor, a tribute to the officers of the precinct who died in the line of duty, including the heroes of 9/11.
And that was my Saint Patrick's Day for 2008!
I hope you had a good one, too!
—Cleo Coyle
FEBRUARY '08 COFFEE PICK: Rwanda's Village Blend
CLEO'S FEBRUARY
COFFEE PICK:
Rwanda's
Village Blend
Our coffee world tour continues! As I mentioned with last month's Yirgacheffee pick, Africa is where coffee was born – every variety of coffee plant throughout the world’s coffee belt is some form of hybrid that originated on that continent.
Like Ethiopia and Kenya, the Republic of Rwanda grows some of the finest coffee in the world. It has great conditions for it – good rainfall, volcanic soil, and high altitude mountains. But just over ten years ago, the country was scarred with one of history’s worst genocides. Over one million people were slaughtered in under 100 days.
These days, the Rwandans are working hard to rebuild their country. 30,000 independent coffee growers still climb the hills, tend the soil, and carry the beans on their shoulders down to cooperative village wash stations.
When Bill Gates’s recent grant put the Rwandan struggle in the news again (click here to read more about the grant), I thought it would be great to support the farmers and buy some Rwandan coffee. Around the same time, I learned about Land of a Thousand Hills Coffee Co. from a reader’s post on my Coffee Talk message board (Karen from Deland, Florida. Thanks, Karen!). 
I went to the site and saw that they offered a coffee called Akadugudu Blend. As soon as I learned that "Aka-dugu-du" is the Kinya-rwanda word for "Village," I knew I just had to feature this amazing coffee.
(As you know, if you are a reader of my Coffeehouse Mysteries, the stories are set in the fictional landmark coffeehouse called the Village Blend in Greenwich Village, New York.)
I give high marks to Land of a Thousand Hills Coffee Co. for confirming my order fast via e-mail. I chose to have my coffee sent in their foil bag, and it came to me very freshly roasted with paperwork that included information about the coffee and even the DATE on which my coffee was roasted.
I opened up the package and was immediately impressed with the freshness of the beans. When brewed this blend of medium and 
dark roasts combines the best of both worlds - the brightness of a medium roasted African bean, including some hints of the trademark floral and citrus notes you'd find in a good Yirg; yet it also has the full body and base spicy and chocolate notes of a darker roast. This blend produces a really good cuppa joe with good body, a clean finish, and not a trace of bitterness!
This was also literally good to the last drop. Sometimes even good coffees don't make it to the end. But this one's flavor and smoothness held up through the cooling process. Even as it sat in the cup, it maintained its flavor. My compliments to the roaster - and, of course, the Rwandan farmers!
DRINK COFFEE
DO GOOD
I was also extremely pleased to learn that when you purchase this coffee, you are also helping a group of over 150 women from the Hutu, Tutsi, and Twa ethnic groups. A portion of the money from each bag is donated to a fund that provides the widows with micro-financing loans to start small businesses.
That’s why, on this Saint Valentine’s month, my coffee pick is the Rwandan coffee "Village Blend" from Land of a Thousand Hills Coffee Co. Just a little but heartfelt valentine to the widows of Inyakurama.
If you would like to learn more about ths coffee and coffee roaster, click here and look for the coffee labeled Rwandan Blend: Akadugudu. This page also has the medium roast and dark roast coffees available unblended. I'm going to be purchasing these in the future, too!
Till Next time
—Cleo Coyle
P.S. Here is Karen's original post that told me about the site. Thanks again, Karen! I'll keep my eye out for those chocolate-covered espresso beans on the site, too!
Posted: January 16, 2008
Coffee Talk Message Board
(green board in right column)
Dear Cleo,
I'm addicted to coffee and mysteries so your wonderful series is perfect for me— I love visiting Clare's world. Thank you for creating it! I know of a company that sells phenomenal Rwandan coffee. Twice a year, they also sell dark chocolate with ground espresso beans that is simply to die for. Warning: if you prefer milk chocolate this probably is not the candy for you. Sadly, it's only been available prior to Easter and Christmas. The website is www.DrinkCoffeeDoGood.com
Take care,
Karen
DeLand, FL
Keeping Coffee HOT in Winter
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Keeping
Coffee
HOT
in Winter
Cold coffee certainly has its place. It's a pleasure, for instance, to have an icy coffee frappe in the sweltering heat of a New York summer.
It is NOT a pleasure to reach for your coffee on an 18 degree morning and find it's gone from delightfully steamy to colder than the heart of a snarky restaurant critic.
Brrrrrrrrr!
While I have no remedy for the snarky critic, I do have one for the cold coffee.
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Behold the electric coffee warmer!
Click here to read consumer reviews or purchase the model pictured.
I have this kind of small electric warmer sitting beside my computer, and I use it every day. There are a lot of brands out there, and this one has good ratings from consumers. The truth is, however, I don't have this exact one. I still use the Bodum beverage warmer I purchased five years ago, but they've been discontinued by Bodum! So how can I recommend it? Ack!
If the cup warmer above seems too expensive ($14), I can also suggest going into a craft store (like Michael's) and checking out the "candle warmers" for $4 and $5.
My husband uses the Michael's candle warmer to warm his coffee cup. I've used it, too, and I find it works just as well as the Bodum beverage warmer.
So what about your car? How do you keep coffee warm on those long, chilly commutes?
Behold the Athena car beverage warmer.
Click here to see possible places to purchase.
I haven't tried this product yet, but Micki Bare, a writer for the Arkansas News Bureau, has one of these kinds of warmers for her car. She writes...
"I have a new travel coffee mug. In order to keep my caffeine nice and scalding hot, it has a power cord that fits the car auxiliary outlet. It was a great gift..."
Click here to read more about Micki Bare's hilarious adventures trying to keep coffee warm in her car while her kids are crying for her to recharge their MP3 players. LOL!
—Till next time,
Cleo Coyle
The Skinny at Starbucks
THE "SKINNY"
AT
STARBUCKS
Starbucks recently released a new directive to employees to use the coffeehouse term "skinny."
So what is a skinny exactly? It's a latte made with sugar-free syrup, non-fat milk, and no whipped cream.
Skinny is NOT a new term for coffeehouse slang. My characters use it in the Coffeehouse Mysteries. What got my attention was Starbuck's announcement that it was introducing a sugar-free MOCHA syrup. Until now the lower calorie 
syrups were limited to hazelnut, caramel, cinnamon dolce and vanilla—
still the best-tasting of all the skinny syrups, including the new mocha, which I'm not entirely thrilled with now that I've sampled it.
Ah, but not everyone is happy about the "skinny" at Starbucks. The very idea has set off some lively debate on the Worldwide Web .
Click here to read a posted letter in which a Starbucks barista opens up a can of whup-ass on her company for the directive to use the new term.
Since I believe in freedom of speech, I say, "You-go, girl!"
However, as to the woman's argument that customers will be confused, I really do think she should give us a little credit! After all, we figured out Tall means small on Planet Starbucks; Grande means medium; and Venti large, didn't we? (Well, most of us did, anyway!)
Anyway, I DO respect and applaud this woman and any employee who goes to this much trouble to articulate a passionately held belief to make her store function as well as possible!
Her letter to the Starbucks corporate office certainly gives a sharp picture of how much there is to consider as a barista in a busy store. AND the website itself is fascinating. It's called "Starbucks Gossip."
To read more about Starbucks and their skinny plan, Click here.
—Till next time,
Cleo
MOVIE REVIEW: What is Cloverfied?
Posted 1-18-08
W H A T I S
C L O V E R F I E L D?
Posted 1/18/08
Cloverfied is a movie, as you can see from the giveaway poster above, which I picked up at an exclusive early screening in New York City four days before the film opened.
(And before you go getting all impressed, let me tell you that there was no red carpet involved, no champagne, no stars. I threw on a hoodie, jumped on the subway, sprinted through the rain to the theater lobby, said hello to Joe M. at the door—the very nice guy who invited me—and settled into a seat with a bunch of guys in sweatshirts. Real glamorous, huh?)
It was surreal watching Manhattan being destroyed while sitting in the middle of Manhattan. That's basically the story. A bunch of twentysomethings are throwing a party for a friend when a giant monster attacks the city. I LOVED it. But then I adore amusement parks. And that's what this film is. If you liked Blair Witch and you like rollercoasters, you'll love this movie, too.
The filmmakers never explain the title, but my guess is that Manhattan actually becomes a "Cloverfield" after the U.S. military loses its battle against the attacking monster and has to nuke the place.
Entertainment Weekly gave the movie a B+, Ebert gave it a thumbs up. The Washington Post liked the film, too. But the New York press disagreed. For a variety of reasons, every publication had a real hate on for this film.
I found this interesting. Maybe New York critics are freaked because it shows TOO well what we'd be enduring if 9/11 happened on a larger scale. Maybe they forgot what it's like to be 15, out with your friends, ready for a rip-roaring thrillfest.
Granted, Cloverfield is no War of the Worlds (the Spielberg version of the H.G. Wells classic). There's virtually no character development or nuanced political 
statements.
It's no Miracle Mile either, although there are some things in Cloverfield (including its ending) that reminded me of this forgotten classic, which I highly recommend! Click on the picture or title to read more about Miracle Mile, now on DVD.
Anyway, despite the snarking NY critics, I'll tell you what Cloverfield is going to be: the NUMBER ONE movie in America after its first weekend. And it deserves to be because it delivers BIG SCREEN thrills. Skywalker Sound should receive an Oscar for the sound effects in this baby. Amazing!
One last reason to consider seeing it. Paramount has attached a preview trailer to this film that got me at least as excited as Cloverfield's Brooklyn Bridge scene: the new Star Trek movie, which is in production with the amazing J.J. Abrams at the helm. (This one will take Captain Kirk all the way back to Starfleet Academy.) Woo-hooo!
My cat "Clover" - who I've been calling "Cloverfield" for weeks. She's sitting next to the souvenir cup I received for attending an early screening of the movie. The cup reads: "What is Cloverfield?" Clover hopes the answer involves catnip.
Till next time
—Cleo Coyle
JANUARY '08 COFFEE PICK: Ethiopian Yirgacheffe
CLEO'S JANUARY
COFFEE PICK:
Ethiopian
Yirgacheffe
If you have any interest in expanding your understanding of what distinguishes one coffee from another (from country to country and region to region), the exotic Yirgacheffe should be a must-taste coffee on your list. And if you're a tea drinker, this coffee has the aromatics that may convert you!
Above is the community of Harfusa. It is one of the coffee-farming areas in the hills that surround the town of Yirgacheffe, Ethiopia. Click on the picture to go to the Counter Culture Coffee site that features the sale of the "Ethiopian Yirgacheffe" they produce.
For coffee lovers, Ethiopia is it, baby! The motherland, where coffee was first discovered over one thousand years ago and consumed by local tribesmen.
All the varieties of coffee trees that are grown and cultivated the world over sprang from trees that originally grew in Ethiopia. Today, coffee stil remains the countries main export.
Yirgacheffee is one of Ethiopia's most famous coffees. It is so distinctive that when cup tasters sample coffee from other regions, they even refer to a coffee as tasting like a "Yirg."
So what does Yirg taste like? For me, there are two things that make it amazing.
1. Mouthfeel
Yirg gives you a "juicy" feeling. Your mouth salivates in a way that you would when you'd bite into a juicy piece of citrus fruit. (I remember how strange it sounded to me when I first heard a coffee described as 
"juicy," but when I tried Yirg, I understood!)
2. Aromatics
Yirgacheffe has intense floral notes in its characteristics, usually with lemon and sometimes jasmine and other exotic notes. It's a delightful cup, with a medium body, and good but not overwhelming acidity (acidity is a plus when it comes to coffee. In the trade it refers to a brightness in the flavor not bitterness). In a coffee blend, Yirgacheffe provides the high aromatic notes.
Yirgacheffee can be found on sale at a number of boutique roasters. For my January pick, however, I'm going back to one of my favorite boutique roasters, Counter Culture Coffee, located in North Carolina.
I like to buy from Counter Culture for a number of reasons. They're seriously reliable for one thing, and they’re fanatics for roasting their beans fresh (roast date is always on the package). They also supply cafes up here in New York where I live (Café Grumpy in Chelsea being the one I sometimes frequent).
There's another VERY good reason I like to buy from them: Counter Culture Coffee’s credo insists that they will never buy coffee for less than the cost of production plus a fair premium.
As they say on their website, “We believe that everyone in the chain of great coffee deserves to prosper."
Amen!
They also assure us that most of the coffees that they source are certified organic, shade-grown, or both. "In every case," they say, "we support environmentally responsible coffee-growing practices because it makes sense: great coffee grows in the rich, fertile soil of healthy forests.”
Amen again. Or as I put in Murder Most Frothy—
"What was owning anyway?...You couldn't own a person. You couldn't even own land, really. The Earth itself was just a rental. Our time on it was basically one big share..."
Of course, amazing coffees like this imported and roasted in small batches by boutique roasters always come at premium prices. But this isn't a coffee for swilling, folks. I don't smoke, I don't play the lottery, and I don't drink much wine. This is my splurge. Exotic coffees!
So when you have a special occassion, think about Ethiopia, the birthplace of coffee, and the hard-working African families who've cultivated it for generations in the hills around Yirgacheffe.
Till next time
—Cleo Coyle
Cleo's 2008 New Year's Resolutions
Happy New Year!
Cleo's New Year's Resolutions
for 2008
Be Brave
As the saying goes, "Fear is the little death." And there's a lot to be afraid of out there. Loss, illness, failure, ridicule, lonliness, pain. Sometimes it feels like dread is the human condition, but it doesn't have to be.
Surviving is the first step to flourishing. Or as the screenwriter of Finding Nemo put it: just keep swimming. No matter what happens, just keep swimming.
While the fearful remain mired in paralysis, the brave take one step forward. Or to quote the amazing Christy Brown (Irish writer and painter who surffered from cerebral palsy): "Hamlet was a cripple."
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. That kind of bravery can get you through anything.
Be Positive
Just before Christmas, an angry, impatient customer at a Florida Starbucks drive-thru blew his horn at the person in front of him. Who was the man in front of him? A tai chi master. Instead of reacting negatively, the master responded with a Zen act. He paid for the coffee of the man berating him. Why did he do that?
"It was a change of consciousness," said the master. "It was my desire to take this negative
and change it into something positive."
Well, the little positive act had big consequences. The chain of one person paying for the car behind lasted all day long.
Maybe we can't change the world with one little gesture, but at least we can change a small part of the world for a small window of time, which is really all any one of us can do. And you know what? If enough of us do it often enough, maybe changing the world for the better isn't so impossible after all...
Be Amused
Laugh early. Laugh often. Laugh at tyrants. Laugh at bullies. Laugh at bad bosses. Laugh at yourself.
Laughter is the best medicine--literally. Medical studies have shown that it boosts your immune system, so if you can't find anything to laugh at on your own, rent a Steve Martin movie.
Here's a list of movies that always make me laugh.
* Napoleon Dynamite
* Zoolander
* Swingers
* 40 Year Old Virgin
* Music and Lyrics
* Shot in the Dark (Pink Panter)
* Young Frankenstein
* Hero at Large
* Spinal Tap
* Tommy Boy
* The Jerk
And from my Coffee Talk message chalkboard
"DAWN" also suggests
* GRUMPY OLD MEN,
* SCROOGED
and
* GROUNDHOG DAY!
And Mary T. from Wisconcin suggests * UNDER THE TUSCAN SUN with Diane Lane *OVERBOARD with Goldie Hawn
If you have any faves to add, post them on my Coffee Talk message board!
Be Good to Others
I know, I know, the prevailing message out there is pretty cynical. Screw the other guy. Take care of yourself. Nobody cares about me. Why should I care about anyone else?
Living through 9/11 in New York taught me one important thing: that bankrupt philosophy is NOT how most people really think. Most people stop to help others. Most people care about the well being of the person next to them.
If you were in a life raft, are you telling me you wouldn't pick up the floating swimmer yelling for help? If you were on a subway platform, are you telling me you wouldn't give the person stranded on the tracks a hand up? Of course you would!
You may say it's a damn shame people only stop to care when the sky falls. I say: They cared all along. Every day. It's only when the sky falls that we discover the truth of how amazing the person next to you really is--and how much he or she really does care about you, too.
Be Good to Yourself
Stop. Breathe. Smile. Eat right every day. Get some fresh air every day. Take a walk every day. Enjoy yourself every day.
LOVE
A good life requires being at peace with yourself, your choices, your actions. So stop caring so much what other's think. Start caring about what the voice inside you says is the right thing to do. And do it.
As Malcolm Gladwell tells us in his book BLINK, we know more than we think we do. Trust yourself.
Be still and know--and you will.
In the end,
when you act out of love,
you really will win.
DECEMBER '07 COFFEE PICK: 100% Kona
CLEO'S COFFEE PICK:
100% Kona
Let's face it, the holiday season can be stressful. While seeing friends and relatives is a wonderful thing, it's not always without...um, shall we say friction?
For those of you feeling especially let down or blue, let me assure you that you are not alone! Holidays can bring up good memories and bad ones, too, and if you've lost a loved one, it can be downright painful. So whether your stress level is mild (traffic headaches) or somewhat higher (that difficult relative really ticked you off this year!), I'd like to give you this short meditative word with my December coffee pick: Hawaii.
Say it with me now...
Hawaii. Hawaii. Hawaii...
Doesn't it instantly transport you to white sand beaches with lapping blue waves?
Okay, maybe not. But Hawaii does happen to be the only location in the U.S.A. where coffee is 
grown. The very special coffee I'm talking about here is Kona.
The coffee-growing industry in Hawaii is very small: about a 40 square mile band of small farms on the slopes of two volcanoes. The districts of North and South Kona produce only 1.5 to 2 million pounds of coffee per year, making it a rare and prized coffee throughout the world. (By the way, if you think 2 million pounds a year sounds like a lot, consider this: Americans drink about 400 million cups of coffee per day. With 40 cups to the pound, that's 10 million pounds consumed DAILY in the U.S. alone, which should give you an idea how special Kona is!)