I once complained to a friend of mine about the lack of independent coffee shops in Hawaii. My buddy, Carlos, had just taken me on a coffee crawl throughout New York City. He introduced me to the wonders of a properly constructed latte and I even had my first taste of legit cold brew. We stopped at Everyman Espresso, Stumptown Coffee, and Third Rail Coffee. All of these coffee shops were located in walking distance from one another in New York’s East Village. My eyes were open and I was abuzz from all of the caffeine. And I found myself feeling extremely jealous of New York’s coffee scene.