This podcast is where black coffee meets unfiltered conversation, and a glass of whiskey makes space for truth. Hosted by Ron Eastman, each episode pours out something real — raw thoughts, quiet reflections, and the kind of dialogue that lingers long after the mic goes off.
Some episodes feel like a thoughtful morning alone in a coffee shop. Others hit like last call in a whiskey bar. Either way, you’re getting something honest. Something worth pouring.
Pull up a seat. This round’s on me.
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This podcast is where black coffee meets unfiltered conversation, and a glass of whiskey makes space for truth. Hosted by Ron Eastman, each episode pours out something real — raw thoughts, quiet reflections, and the kind of dialogue that lingers long after the mic goes off.
Some episodes feel like a thoughtful morning alone in a coffee shop. Others hit like last call in a whiskey bar. Either way, you’re getting something honest. Something worth pouring.
Pull up a seat. This round’s on me.
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We talk about the big moments — the major choices, the bold leaps.But what if the real story is in the small things?The subtle yeses. The quiet pivots. The decisions no one noticed.In this reflective coffee episode, I’m revisiting the path that shaped me — not with fanfare, but with quiet resolve.Because sometimes, it’s not about changing everything at once…It’s about changing just enough to become who you’re meant to be.
I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat
This podcast is where black coffee meets unfiltered conversation, and a glass of whiskey makes space for truth. Hosted by Ron Eastman, each episode pours out something real — raw thoughts, quiet reflections, and the kind of dialogue that lingers long after the mic goes off.
Some episodes feel like a thoughtful morning alone in a coffee shop. Others hit like last call in a whiskey bar. Either way, you’re getting something honest. Something worth pouring.
Pull up a seat. This round’s on me.
