Invader Coffee FSU Blend Air Roasted Coffee Fair Trade Small Batch 100% Arabica Coffee Premium Artisan Ground Coffee (Ground)

This is good coffee. Upon receiving it, I found the bag somewhat more difficult to open than other coffee bags. My initial annoyance later gave way to understanding, it's not a packaging flaw, it's a safety feature. Once the bag was open, olfactory knife hands vigorously assaulted my nasal passages, clearing my airway and eradicating all traces of the flu I was beginning to come down with. The sensation was not unpleasant, as I breathed deeply I could feel my heart rate zone in at a perfect 90 beats per minute, not so fast as to fatigue or lead to shakiness, but warmed up nicely should I be confronted with a mortal combat situation. I detected a pleasing bouquet of blood, sand, and napalm.As it was late in the day when I received the package, I set about preparing my coffee maker for the next morning. I should say tried to prepare, no Mr. Coffee was ever built with the likes of FSU Blend in mind. The contents were evenly ground, and darker than Charlie Murphy multiplied by Wesley Snipes. I applied my usual proportions of grounds and water, set the timer, and went to bed looking forward to a memorable experience in the morning.I should disclose at this point that I usually set my machine so that it concludes the brew cycle about ten minutes before my alarm clock goes off. So at least I've got coffee going for me, which is nice. Things were slightly different this morning, however. From the first drop of water hitting the grounds, the powerful scent of pure American excellence filled the house, awakening all within. The family dog immediately surrendered to the dominance emanating from the coffee pot, whining, showing her belly, and pissing all over the carpet. My sons, ages six and four, exploded out of bed and began a vigorous PT session, at the conclusion of which six hours later they sported magnificent beards, and glorious manes of chest hair. My wife spontaneously became seven months pregnant, despite which she also fit into that pair of jeans she hasn't worn in a while and gained two cup sizes.Feeling more invigorated than I have in years despite not yet ingesting a single drop, I hurried downstairs, headlong into an L-shaped ambush of awesomeness. Upon entering the kitchen I discovered it to be cleaner than the day we moved in, apparently everything in it had spontaneously cleaned itself out of fear and respect for the contents of the coffee pot. This was difficult to notice at first, however, since the goodness contained in the pot was so dark that it was actively drawing in all the ambient light in the room. With equal parts anticipation and trepidation, I approached Mr. Coffee, and my destiny.As my hand drew near to the pot, I noticed a hum begin to take hold of my soul, as if a thousand Shaolin Monks had Gathered in the chambers of my heart. I also began to hear the clarion call of what sounded like the Mormon Tabernacle Choir singing the Battle Hymn of the Republic. Ironic, that. As I grasped the handle, I felt a flash travel up my arm, and I had a vision best described as a montage of history. I saw Leonidas and his Spartans stacking dead Persians before the Hot Gates, and Aristotle walking through an Athenian garden. I watched as Marcus Aurelius committed his Meditations to parchment, and Julius Caesar crossing the Rubicon. I saw as Richard III led his men into Jerusalem, and Wellington vanquishing Napoleon at Waterloo. Before my eyes Washington crossed the frozen Delaware, and O'Bannon stormed the fortress at Derna. I felt the burning tropical sun of Guadalcanal, and averted my eyes from the incandescent pyre of Hiroshima. As all of this passed before my gaze, I truly understood that there was nothing new under the sun.Realizing that I was embarking upon a transcendental experience, I steeled myself for what was to come as I took the pot from the warmer. As I poured the silky black contents into my cup, the rising steam passed over my face. I felt as my beard stubble coarsened to the consistency of wire,and my hearing sharpened to a canine level of keenness. My vision became blurry, I removed my glasses to see if something had coated them, and realized my eyes had corrected to better than normal 20/10 vision.Since I don't pollute my coffee with extraneous sugar or dairy products, I now believed myself to be fully prepared. I laugh now about how naive and foolish the old me was.As I brought the cup to my lips, the humming and choir singing intensified. My mouth met porcelain, a lightning bolt exploded through the ceiling, and I felt my soul leave my body. I found myself surrounded by bright mist, and I knew that the time of my judgment was at hand.I became aware of a series of shadows moving towards me through the mist, and it soon parted to reveal the Trinity in all of their Majesty. I fell to my knees as I realized I was in the presence of Daly, Basilone, and Puller. I bowed my head as the weight of their combined gaze fell upon me, and discovered that I had been brought to this place in full dress blues. I listened as they debated my worthiness. "He bears the CAR", said Basilone, "I deem him worthy." "But the f@ckers got a good conduct medal," protested Puller, "what kind of good Marine has one of those?" Finally Daly spoke, "he brought his team home, let him drink and survive."As quickly as it had happened, I found myself back in my body, feeling the piping hot liquid slide over my tongue and explode into my system. Everything since then is a blur. It's been three days now since that glorious cup of coffee. In that time, I've run six marathons, cleaned the garage, read seven hundred books, finished a masters degree, had a really great poop, and my cure for cancer is in FDA trials.Every aspect of my life is better because of this product.Would buy again.

This is the Best Coffee!

I am not sure what the great thing about this coffee. It tastes no different than my store bought but cost two times more. I don't know about you, but i would rather buy 2 bags of store bought if there is really no difference. Plus, this is minor, but there is no way to reseal the bag. You cut it open and have to use a clip to keep it sealed.

I bought 2 different coffees for a gift. My son's both tasted and reported a big thumbs up. Strong and not bitter or over roasted.

Tastes great and a veteran owned company. I buy a few different blends. All of them are awesome!!

It took quite a while to receive this item. Upon contacting the seller, I found out why: it was stopping at every port of call in the world and impregnating every adult woman it encountered. It also made a few additional stops in combat zones to not only further refine its amazing flavors but to also stomp the guts out of anti-Americans and close snack bars across the globe. Apparently, it really likes to brawl and finds it a hell of a hoot to shoot some people.There is no way you can keep this coffee awake all night; it keeps everyone else awake at night.CHAOS out of 10, would buy again.

Both Invader and FSU have a very smooth taste. No acidic bitter taste at all.

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