The guest is akin to god.
Atithidevo Bhav, in Sanskrit, and the way Prashanth grew up
Two families, one open gate
Trish grew up in LaPorte, Indiana, with lake effect snow and Midwestern grit. Prashanth, a city boy, spent his summers in the hills of Mathathota, his grandparents' coffee estate in Chikmagalur, the birthplace of Indian coffee, where the gate was always open and no guest stayed a stranger for long.
They met in Chicago and found Free Run together. Their kids grow up here the way Prashanth did, with land underfoot, seasons overhead and a community always passing through. With Midwestern warmth and Indian hospitality, they hope this place becomes your third home: somewhere you come back to, where you're never a stranger, always a guest. Free Run is their home. When you're here, it's yours too.
Trish & Prashanth
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