Last Saturday during a special time with our whole family in St. Louis, my son Justin and my son-in-law Adam and myself went to South City Sump Coffee. This is a coffeeshop that my son has discovered since moving to this city.
Over the years, he and I have drank coffee at many coffeeshops from Lansing to Washington, D.C. to Las Vegas and now to St. Louis. He has a taste for the nuances of coffee and has shared with me pour-over coffee, as well as French pressed coffee.
My palate seemed to coffee alive last week at Sump Coffee when I drank the pour over. I don't remember the kind of coffee bean, but I remember how great it tasted. And the ambience of the place added to the experience. I'd go back again.
I don't know if God drinks coffee, but if he did I bet he'd try this place. I know that God epitomizes humility and would probably drink instant coffee with the folks at a shelter. But that cup of coffee at Sump put on display the creative powers of the Eternal One.