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From Coffee Bean to Liqueur
Roast as ordeal — sweet as earned.
Brown bean dreamed of liqueur — smooth finish, long race, heat first and unglamorous.
Roast clings; dream refuses retreat. Brew, filter: beginning, not coronation.
Sugar, cream, steam again — hours stirred until spirit mends into form.
Now sweet, now poured, treat for the room that waited.
Struggling bean is not failure. It is invoice before the glow shows.
The bean still heats. The glass still receives it.
JV · Dark Heart Labs