When the sun’s hanging high and the trail feels twice as long, High Noon Caramel Cinnamon Cold Brew is the drink that keeps a cowboy moving. This smooth, slow-steeped brew starts with High Noon Blend coffee, a bright and mellow blonde roast that’s bold enough to wake you up but smooth enough to keep you sipping.
Then comes the magic—a swirl of rich caramel and a dash of warm cinnamon, blending together like a sunset over the prairie. Poured over ice and finished with a splash of milk or cream, this cold brew is sweet, spiced, and as refreshing as a cool creek after a long day in the saddle.
Whether you’re riding into town or just need a mid-afternoon boost, this buttery, cinnamon-kissed cold brew is the perfect way to beat the heat and keep your boots in the stirrups. One sip, and you’ll be ready to take on the whole frontier.
High Noon Caramel Cinnamon Cold Brew: The Coffee That Tamed the Gunslinger
There ain’t many things feared out in the Wild West more than a quick-draw gunslinger with a score to settle. And if you ever ride through Lincoln County, Nebraska, you’ll hear the tale of the day a single drink—the High Noon Caramel Cinnamon Cold Brew—stopped a shootout dead in its tracks.
And it all started with Colt "Deadeye" Mercer, the fastest gun the frontier had ever seen.
A Showdown at High Noon
Colt Mercer had a reputation so deadly, men crossed the street when he rode through town. They said he could draw his pistol faster than a man could blink—and the last fella to test him never got the chance to blink at all.
One sweltering summer afternoon, high noon sharp, Colt came riding into town, dust trailing behind him like a thunderstorm waiting to break loose. His target? Sheriff Tom Calloway, the only man who’d ever dared to run Colt out of town.
Word spread fast—there was gonna be a duel. Folks scrambled inside, doors slammed shut, and the saloon cleared out like a tornado had rolled through. All except for one man—Jesse Boone, the town’s coffee brewer and the only fella crazier than the gunslinger himself.
The Coffee That Changed the West
Jesse wasn’t much of a fighter, but he knew men—and he knew coffee even better. And if there was one thing deadlier than a gunslinger, it was the Nebraska summer heat.
So, while Colt stood in the middle of the street, waiting for Sheriff Calloway to show, Jesse got to work.
He brewed up a batch of High Noon Blend coffee, smooth and bright, steeped it slow and cold to bring out the best in its flavors. Then, he stirred in rich caramel syrup and just the right touch of warm cinnamon, blending the bold and the sweet like a cowboy taming a wild stallion.
With a tall glass full of ice, he poured the golden-hued cold brew over it, letting it chill like a river in springtime. The final touch? A drizzle of caramel and a dusting of cinnamon, just enough to make a man pause before drawing his gun.
The Drink That Stopped a Bullet
As Sheriff Calloway stepped into the street, Jesse strode out bold as ever, right between the two men.
"Colt," he said, handing him the glass, "if you’re gonna shoot a man, best make sure you’re steady. This’ll cool you down first."
Colt squinted, looking at Jesse like he’d lost his last bit of sense. But the air was hotter than a branding iron, and the sight of that sweating glass, golden coffee swirling with caramel, was too much to ignore.
He took the glass, swirled the ice, then took one long, slow sip.
The second that smooth, cold brew hit his tongue, something changed. The deep coffee richness, the sweet caramel, and that little kick of cinnamon warmth settled into him like a steady hand on the reins.
Colt smacked his lips, let out a deep sigh, then looked up at the sheriff. "Y’know," he said, tilting his hat, "maybe I’ve been runnin’ too hot lately."
Then, to everyone’s shock, he holstered his gun.
A Legend Is Born
That was the day Colt "Deadeye" Mercer walked away from the gunfighting life and the day Jesse Boone became more famous for his coffee than any sheriff was for his gun.
Word spread fast, and soon enough, cowboys, lawmen, and outlaws alike started asking for High Noon Caramel Cinnamon Cold Brew. Because if it was good enough to cool down the deadliest gunslinger in the West, there wasn’t a man alive who wouldn’t want a taste.
So next time you find yourself burnin’ up in the heat, feelin’ the fire of the day wearin’ on you, pour yourself a glass of High Noon Caramel Cinnamon Cold Brew.
Because if it can stop a shootout, there ain’t nothin’ it can’t fix.
