Two weeks ago, early in the morning, my mom was grinding the last of our Mystic Monk Coffee. There was not enough for two cups and there was not enough time to make a trip to the super market and be ready for work. I was accepting the lack of coffee as a penance, but then my mom suggested that our next order might be out in the mailbox. She asked if I checked the mail the day prior and I did not and neither did she. I thought oh heck let’s go check. I went out in my PJs expecting to find an empty box. I open the box and there is a key! I open the bigger mailbox and behold Mystic Monk Coffee! Hooray! Thank you Mystic Monk for being on time and having the best coffee!
God Bless You!