For some people the best cup of coffee in America is whatever’s currently in their hand, but then there are those for whom coffee is less of an alarm clock and more of a poetic experience. The type of dorks that measure out their lives in coffee spoons, not in the depressed 20th century poet type of way, but rather know the beans at every coffee shop in their town like some Espresso Rain Man.

In the small, coastal city of Bellingham, Wash., not far from the Canadian border, the quietly sophisticated, quality-forward roasting company Camber Coffee has been turning out lauded specialty coffees since late 2015, both for wholesale clients and in straightforward black retail bags with refined, wine-reminiscent labels.

What does it mean for a brand to come out of nowhere? Or out of Bellingham, Washington?