Wild Fig Co-Ferment

This micro-lot was born not out of invention, but observation. One morning walk, somewhere between the canopy and the soil, a whisper of possibility stirred. Wild figs - soft, fallen, sticky-sweet, scattered the forest floor like little forgotten gifts. Not harvested. Not sold. Just there. Fermenting into the earth. In that moment, something shifted. What if the forest had already done half the work? What if nature, in her quiet generosity, had left behind an ingredient that was both abundant and invisible, until you slowed down enough to see it? This is that coffee. Grown under the shade of fig trees. Fermented not with fuss or fanfare, but with what was already given. The cup that emerged is rich, round, and quietly wild. Roasted to a medium profile to coax out depth without losing nuance, this coffee opens boozy and heady, rum and raisins layered with brown sugar and dried berries. A hum of fermented fig threads through it all, grounding the cup.