I first took my post in the Assistant Project Manager position on starship CLUSA International Programs the first week of June, 2008. The decision to leave that comfortable and stimulating world was not an easy one, by any measure.
I have made an effort to document the cultureÂ of coffee consumption as I have wondered the world, from the in house bean roasting of Minneapolis’ Dunn Brothers, to the muddy, hallucinogenic brew of Banda Aceh, to the thick magic of Hanoi’s coffee in expensive cafes and on street corners, to backpacker hideaways in southwesternContinue reading “Coffee Couture”
“Listen to the people!” The woman in the cowboy hat hoisted, in one hand, a sign reading “kill the bill,” and shook, in the other, an American flag. Gathered outside the South steps of the US Capitol building was a relativelyÂ homogeneousÂ group of people protesting the imminent passage of the health care reform legislation being debatedContinue reading ““Listen to the people!!!””
The images of a rare trip home, lingering in my memory, haunting me with what could have been, what might be again, what is happening without me. Â Were everyone be as fortunate as to have what I have, even if I am not there at the moment.