Who's behind the roaster.

By day I'm a product engineer. The rest of the time I'm the guy standing over a roaster, listening for first crack while two dogs supervise. Somewhere along the way the hobby got its own website.

The fun part was never the machine. It's the hunt: cupping a table full of samples, finding the one that makes everybody go quiet, then working out what it wants to be — on its own, or next to something it vibes with.

So that's Unlisted. Not a fixed menu — a shelf that keeps changing. We cup about ten coffees for every one we buy, roast the ones worth getting excited about, and swap things out when something better turns up.

Here's the honest part: I do this because I love it. Coffee is the thing that gets people talking — it turns a quiet morning into a conversation, a first meeting into an easy one, a reason to slow down together. Unlisted is a labor of obsession before it's anything else: a way to share that, one batch at a time.

At its core it's a small operation — me, my wife, a couple of opinionated dogs, and a rotating cast of friends who pitch in when there's a batch to pull or an event to run. Not everyone roasts, but the good days are the crowded ones — and that's the whole point.