What I’m Pouring
I don’t drink everything. Just what means something.
These are the pours I keep at home. The ones I write to, think with, pour when the conversation turns real.
What I pour isn’t the message — but it’s always in the room.
☕ Coffee I Drink
- J. Martinez Panos Private
Full-bodied, grounded — the roast I turn to when I’m digging deep. - Don Giovanni’s Espresso Bellissimo
Bold and velvet dark — poured when the writing won’t wait. - Ethiopian Yirgacheffe
Light, floral, and thoughtful. For the slow mornings when I need space to think. - Black. Always black.
No cream. No sugar. No filter.
🥃 Whiskey I Pour
- Redbreast 21
When I need silence and something older than the ache I’m unpacking. - Jack Daniel’s Sinatra Select
A little louder. A little smoother. For the nights when the mic's still hot. - Yamazaki Distiller’s Reserve
Clean. Subtle. Respectful. For moments that ask more than they say. - Neat. Always neat.
Let it speak for itself.
You don’t need to drink what I drink.
But if you ever stop by — this is what I’ll pour.