Long ago, when men were not in the world, plants got to choose where they wished to live. The coffee bean – Buni – sought a softly lit, wet, wild place to grow. The aristocrat of flowering shrubs, Buni sought a high place from whence it might look down upon the lowly bush. And it wanted to be warm. Not hot. Not cold. Warm.
Buni looked the world over, and, though there were many places to grow,...