Coffee shop
Posted on January 11th, 2013 by James Higham
Where would you like it?
Barista Emma Bradford said: “Whether your local cafe is owned by bastards or dickheads, rest assured that the people serving you hate your guts. It’s just quite hard to like someone who spends more than your hourly wage on a hot caffeinated drink and a massive biscuit.”
And just when you thought it was safe to take a sip …
Filed under: Humour, Society & human issues
No tip from me then!
Did you ever tip a barista?
First thing I do in the morning, after all the other first things which include nekkid weighing to see how much weight I have breathed out overnight (a surprising amount! I think, perhaps, I am mainly hot air) is make a pot of coffee. I use a plunger, grinding the beans ‘just right’. It takes barely any time at all.
I went on my hols to the Big Island up north to visit my son last week and before, and he has one of those awful cafe-style coffee machines disguised as a piece of art amongst other, similar gleaning, brightly coloured gadgets and gizmos on his kitchen benches. (Yes, he has a ‘partner’, a nice girl with a grotty intermittent mood).You need a Technical & Further Education course to operate it. It takes at least ten minutes before a cuppa is ready and the amounts are so small that another, and another are needed in quick succession just to get the eye-lids working. That’ll be another half-hour’s work with the manual at hand and much ‘washing of parts’.
Indeed, you need a course to operate a modern female partner these days.
I have suggested it.