Jurakán is the force behind the hurricane — raw power that reshapes everything it touches. The Taínos understood: destruction clears the path for new growth. This dark roast carries that same intensity. Bold. Unapologetic. The force that wakes you up.

Boinayel is the god of rain — the child of the supreme creator whose tears became the downpours that nourished the yuca fields of Borikén. Without rain, no harvest. Without harvest, no people. This medium roast honors that balance: the cup that sustains, nourishes, and carries you through the day.

Turey is the Taíno word for the sky — the realm where Yúcahu placed the sun to warm the earth each morning. Every dawn begins in the sky. This light roast captures that first light: bright, clean, full of possibility. The taste of morning on the mountain, when the mist lifts and the day begins.

Yúcahu is the supreme creator — the god who rose from the soil, carved the mountains, and gave life to all growing things. The trigonolito, the three-pointed stone, was his symbol, buried in the earth to ensure a bountiful harvest. This is the raw bean. Unroasted. Pure potential. Where every cup begins.