Hey there,
Hey there,
Love, Ode
Love, Ode
They say good things happen to those who grind.
But good things also happen to those who kick
back, relax, and let me take care of their morning
cup. Prismo plunges, precise pour-overs, or
French pressing with finesse. Name your brewing
method, I can handle it.
Clean and quiet, my friends call me stealthy.
But don’t you dare stow me away. Café features
run through my veins but the countertop is
my stage. Pass me the mic…or your favorite bag
of beans.
Rise and grind, baby!
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