I remember I was in a taxi.

It was the night before I was supposed to leave.

It was Ramadan.

It's like the last 10 days or something.

It was like, I don't know, 3 in the morning.

And at that time there was a huge problem with gas shortages.

So they had a lot of taxi drivers convert to propane tanks, like themselves, you know, to operate on gas and propane.

So this taxi has giant propane tank in the back trunk huge

you know and so we were driving all of a sudden in front of us we see something going i saw someone

on the one side of the street pull out two people who pull out rifles you know a case and people

on the other side they were shooting at each other in in the seat, in the main street, you know, like, and so we, I told the guy, you know, let's go reverse out of it, he took the hell out of here. He looked at me, he's like, the reverse doesn't work in the car, so we have to push it. And then, like, I realized, oh my God, like like there's a giant, there's a propane tank.

If it gets hit with a bullet, the whole car explodes. You know, I would just leave the car and run away, but all my coffees are samples are in there. So we're like, we're pushing, pushing. And I remember like, you know, in the cartoons you hear like, you know, when they shoot guns, like they go zing like those things I remember hearing them past my ears you know and I was laughing

because I can hear them,

you know, but later on I was processed, I was processed what happened to me.

You kind of feel, you don't know how vulnerable you are or you think you're invincible until you get

this rude awakening one day.

So today we're talking about a very, very precious commodity.

It's certainly the most precious commodity in my kitchen.

And that would be coffee.

It's a commodity that brings us all together,

and it certainly brought us closer together to this story.

It's a story about an individual who so strongly believes

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