The woman who put The Honey Dripper House on wheels.

Maybe you called it a limber. Maybe cool cups. Maybe you don't remember the name at all, but you remember the cup was cold enough to make your fingers numb. You remember the spoon scraping the last of it before it was gone.

You were a child. It was summer. And you never forgot.

A. Michele Kimbrough remembers. Miss Jones sold lucky cups from her front window on the Eastside of Jacksonville, dimes wrapped in aluminum foil hidden at the bottom like buried treasure. When Miss Manning opened her back door, you knew you'd get an ice cold cup and homemade cookies that drew children from blocks away. Kimbrough grew up between those two houses, learning the right cup, made by the right hands, at the right moment, can give someone something they didn't know they were missing.

She started commercial production in 2008 and what she built over the next 20 years is not just a product. If you tell her the word you had for it as a child she will know exactly where you're from. That is fluency.

That knowledge belongs to The Honey Dripper House because Kimbrough spent 20 years earning it one cup at a time.

In 2025, the Jacksonville Jumbo Shrimp chose Honey Drippers as their alternate identity — the first time in 17 years the franchise had taken on a new name. But they didn't choose any honey dripper. They chose The Honey Dripper House.

From a garage on the Eastside to Big Baby. From Big Baby to a professional sports partnership. From a professional sports partnership to a commissary at Union Terminal Warehouse and all of Jacksonville.

A. Michele Kimbrough never forgot either.

Honey drippers mean something deeper in Jacksonville.

When a professional sports franchise aligns its identity with yours, it is not a marketing decision. It is a recognition. The Jacksonville Jumbo Shrimp recognized what the Eastside has always known: a honey dripper from The Honey Dripper House doesn't just taste like something, it tastes like somewhere. Eighteen years of proof will do that. The next chapter is already being written.

Every cup is a promise.

Hand-poured with carefully sourced real fruit and fruit juice, chosen to transport you home. Quality is not negotiable when you are serving someone's childhood memory. Every cup is made with the understanding that the person holding it will remember it. That is exactly the point.

The Eastside raised us. We give back.

Every young person who works here learns that making something well is a form of love. Every cup is an act of preservation. What Miss Jones and Miss Manning knew on two blocks of the Eastside, A. Michele Kimbrough brought to all of Jacksonville. The best of it is still ahead.