Dead Men Tell No Tales!
"My story started the same way as that of K. Johnson, Snowmass, Colorado. In 2002, after an extensive Alaskan cruise, we docked in Ketchikan. Leaving the ship to visit the area, there was an aroma of coffee of which I have never experienced. There it was, Raven's Brew…Dead Man’s Reach. Unfortunately the experience was short lived… after almost OD’ing on Raven's Brew, we had to leave. Fast forward some 11 years, while looking for ancestor cemeteries, we stopped in Winchester, TN. Needing directions, we stopped in the town square and found a coffee shop. WHAM…. The aroma of coffee brought back “Memories of Raven's Brew”!!! Lucky, lucky… this coffee shop served ONLY Raven's Brew. Better yet, it was Dead Man’s Reach! I sweet talked the owner out of a pound to take home. I have found the source of this fantastic coffee. Since then, I have kept myself and my Nephew supplied with Raven’s Brew… Of course being partial to Dead Man’s Reach! DON’T LOOSE THE RECIPE"
—H. House, Houston, Texas