01/23/2022
I’ve poured several of these tonight and poured them out. Really just trying to remember how I fell in love with coffee, as in the industry.
Sometimes you gotta step back from even the things you may have been called to do, to get back to center. I got into the coffee industry by what I’d consider “default”. I was an admissions counselor at a small NC college, making about $42k/ year, one child and a wife at the time, in 2014. So, I took a second or weekend job as a barista at the busiest, most transient on the nc coast, along with a few other side jobs like tutoring at Sylvan Learning Centers and Sturgeon City Environmental Education Center, teaching science sessions sometime. I never knew that I’d love the industry of coffee like I did.
Moved on to NC State University, working in University Housing. But the desire to serve at another capacity would still be in me. A capacity seemingly much lesser than the cozy office with a newly decorated door by the students of Wood Hall, at an institution that was almost a city within the city of Raleigh. I found a weekend gig serving coffee & hot sandwiches at a local farmers market for a coffeehouse owned by an English Professor at Lenoir-Rhyne University and his wife, a retired Human Resources professional. Scott & Julie of Taste Full Beans Coffee(that’s how they spell it) . Yep, we lived 3 hours from Raleigh in Hickory, NC by this time. So my daily commute to work was just that. 3 hours. Both ways. Fun times!
I met so many great people at that farmers market. Black folk, white folk, people that I thought were from outer space 🪐 lol! Poor people who were hungry, and extremely well to do people who could give a s**t. I only made $50 a weekend. But it I loved that I had the chance to see people like the metal smith dude, who was also a fellow beekeeper. Gonna try posting the entire thing, which may be two or three altogether. Sort of a “public journaling”. (Shout out to my home girl Emily Smith for suggesting journaling)... run up on some nostalgia in the past few weeks. Like our little wooden sign from when we started doing pop ups, a while before even buying our first roaster. ✌🏿☕️