Escobar Coffee Roaster

This stop turned into one of my favourite coffee stories of the trip.

Escobar Coffee Roaster had shown up in my research and happened to be near the highway toward Postojna Cave — so we decided to stop.

The roads got narrower… and narrower… until we ended up in what looked very much like somebody’s backyard. Tiny sign on a garage door: Escobar.

I knocked, opened the door, and found a surprised woman wearing headphones while packing coffee beans. Jackpot 😄

Turns out: this was the roastery — literally in their garage. Soon her husband Omar joined us, and the next half hour turned into pure coffee nerding:
freshly roasted beans straight out of the roaster, discussions about origins, and their incredible story.

Omar grew up on a coffee farm in Honduras, met his Slovenian wife Katja while working on a cruise ship, and together they eventually settled in Slovenia to start their own roastery.

Apparently they now also have a proper café in nearby Vrhnika… which admittedly would have been much easier to visit 😄
But then I would never have met Omar and Katja — and I would have one less great travel story.Læs mere