Inspiration...Where do you get yours? Someplace or someone predictable? Or the unexpected? Mine was the unexpected, from the little coffee shop that was unexpectedly opened inside a struggling music store. The one that unexpectedly turned out to be one of the best venues for live music on the Space Coast. The one that brought together such a sense of community, art, love, respect, and talent that I not only had previously doubted existed, I had to pinch myself several times to make sure I was not dreaming. Open Mike’s. So much more than coffee. So much more than music. A vibe…a scene …a movement. An artistic bubble of comradery and support. A place that brings out the best in everyone and everything. A place so unique. A place you want to share with the world.
So, I started thinking. There had to be a way to package the magic we were experiencing. The music. The community. The fun. The art. The talent. Then I started thinking and researching about coffee. Even more than I already had. At this stage someone was roasting coffee for us. But it was not exactly right. There had to be a way to roast a coffee that was just plain good, smooth, and organic…like I had seen so many times during jams on our stage. A harmonious blend of musicians playing together only because they let go of expectation and just truly enjoyed the uniqueness that each one had. There had to be way to roast coffee that was not a trendy light roast or a forbidden dark roast. So, on a whim, which is how we roll at Open Mike’s, I decided to get a roaster. I researched as best as I could and 4 months later, my Diedrich showed up. Not only was I 100% intimidated by it, I was 120% scared of it. But, since I work in the magical land of Open Mike’s, I was supported and encouraged beyond imagination. And eventually, I got comfortable. The more I roasted and delved into coffee, the more I became inspired by where our coffee comes from. I find growing and harvesting coffee to be some of the most amazing things I have learned. And the areas that produce our wonderful beans do so through community, support and overcoming adversity. I wanted to be incredibly cautious I did justice to the beans these farmers produced. So, I roasted more…practiced, cried, drank lots of other roasters coffees, made tons of our customers drink copious amounts of caffeine as my guinea pigs. Eventually, 1 year after I started, I was happy with our coffee. I also realized that at 41, I had finally found my music, my art, my creativity, my talent in roasting coffee. So, sip, maybe listen to your favorite song of the moment, and get inspired! You never know where life will take you, but if you follow the music, I am pretty sure its going to be good. Cheers!