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Ethiopia Guji

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Ethiopia Guji

from 16.00

Region - Haro Wachu, Guji

Varietal - Bourbon

Processing - Washed

MASL - 1950-2000m

Tasting Notes - Do ye remember the Guji? Of course you do, we all do. And if you don’t, it’s because you didn’t taste it. The Guji of this time last year left a lasting legacy imprinted on our taste buds, a bastion of olfactory and gustatory magnificence, a lynchpin upon which Skullduggery launched our brand. We travelled back this year, in search of the Guji of old, our step forthright , our eyes bright and keen, bringing us ever closer to the farm which had brought us earthly delights previously unimaginable only 12 months earlier. Our journey was long, our legs fatigued, the red dust from the Ethiopian highlands stained our clothes a vibrant hue of apricot, but we cared not for the soiling of such trinkets – we were here for a Coffee Experience. But when we arrived at the washing station, our welcome was not received well. Faces were grim, mouths drawn in melancholic grimace, there was no life, a space bereft of caffeine-based joy. A small child looked mournfully into the distance, whittling a twig into oblivion, an espresso untouched by his side.

 

In a choked voice, we whispered, “What’s wrong?” Tears streamed down the foreman face, with a sob he gasped, “The crop, she ain’t no good aye” (Rough English translation).  Devastated we slunk off into the sunset, tails between our legs, the bitter taste of both defeat and over extracted filter brew mixing with our tears forming an aversive cocktail only serving to enhance our moribund moral.

 

Then, on an off beaten track, our way lost on the journey back to the airport, thanks in part to a tear stained map, we happened upon an alternate, small washing station. We knocked thrice, and were welcomed in, and offered direction back to our route. The friendly manager offered us a range of hot beverages whilst he proudly demonstrated his coffee washing processes. We accepted, our spirits lifting as the scent of orange blossom filled the air. Our smiles broke through as we supped greedily from a welcome chalice. We hadn’t found the Guji we came for, but we’d found a coffee we’ve been searching for our whole lives. Better than our best, this is the feather in the Skullduggery cap.

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