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.
Some stories don’t pour easy.They burn on the way down.This trailer introduces the whiskey side of the podcast — where late-night truths, unfiltered thoughts, and raw memory rise to the surface.These episodes aren’t polished. They’re personal.If you’ve ever sat in silence with a glass in your hand and too much on your chest… this is for you.Welcome to I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat.Where we don’t shout.We pour.
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.
