It started innocently enough. Suisse Mocha, to be exact.
But, as time passed, attraction turned to obsession. Soon it was two cups a day. Then more. A stolen espresso moment here, an ice-blended afternoon delight there. We needed our fix.
Especially in the form of Lamill Coffee. We’d bum-rush Mr. Chow or sneak into Boa — it didn’t matter. There was a sophistication, a worldliness, and a flavor that could come only from years spent cultivating and harvesting in the best places, the best climates, with the best practices.
And, yet, it was geographically desirable: made right here in L.A. and available online. We’d start slow with Black Velvet, work up to Midnight Jazz. Our romance would endure. And we’d do what we once did in the throes of love’s first blush.
Celebrate the moments of our life.
Available online at lamillcoffee.com.