The Legend of Samurai Cat
No one knows exactly when Samurai Cat first appeared.
Some say he was born in a secluded Japanese mountain village. Others claim they first saw him in a pub in Újpest, where he sat at the bar all night, watching the coffee machine as if guarding an ancient secret.
We were told that long ago, on the outskirts of Újpest, there stood a pub frequented only by those whose day had been too long (or their night too short). One evening, a snow-white kitten walked in. He didn't ask for milk, didn't ask for tuna, didn't rub against anyone's legs. He simply jumped onto the bar.
The bartender placed a small cup in front of him. The cat sniffed it. He took a sip. Then he nodded contentedly, like a samurai who had finally found a worthy opponent. That's how it all began.
Samurai Cat is particularly fond of coffee. Not necessarily because he needs it. He simply respects it.
He respects the thousands of miles a coffee bean travels. He respects the farmers, the roasters, the baristas. And most of all, he respects those who, half-asleep in the morning, find the coffee maker and are able to make the first Samurai Shoelace coffee of the day without anything exploding in the kitchen.
