Stories, Articles, and Ramblings
Nine years after our last big vacation, Fred and I returned to Punta Cana to celebrate 27 years of marriage and my birthday. We came home with stories, gratitude, a broken little toe—and proof that Iron Bean coffee belongs everywhere.
The story of a grinder, a family, and someone who believed in our dream before Iron Bean became what it is today.
A visit to The Dragonfly Cafe in Guilderland Center, New York became more than a coffee stop. It became a story about family roots, small business dreams, local makers, rescue puppies, and one little dog named Biscuit.
Long before roads were straight and law belonged to polished men, there was said to be an outlaw in the west of Ireland known as the Crooked Owl — beloved by the people, feared by the powerful, and always vanishing back into the blackthorn hedges before dawn