conversion

so, i'm not into changing the team you play for (okay, that's not what this post is about so don't worry). but, when it comes to coffee, part of my job is to convert the drip drinkers to espresso.

had my first convert last night.

a gentleman who admittedly goes to le double arches to get steaming hot coffee, came to our joint for some tepid drip, i offered to brew another pot, but he didn't want to. so i pull a couple shots from the espresso bar and give him a taste,

too cool

he says, i pull another shot in a hot glass, which he says is

better, but still cool.

i put a digital thermometer in and it's at about 140 degrees.

that is slightly hotter than a kid's beverage. so i offer to make the man a latte extra hot, so i heat the breve to 200 degrees and pull a shot.

he likes it.

but he didn't like the price. so we discussed his options, and he'll try another drink next time, but all that for a latte.

he said,

thank you, you're very understanding.

he's not my first customer who wanted 180-200 degree coffee, that they sit down and drink straight away. i don't understand how they do it, but they do. it would burn my mouth.

we do what we can. meanwhile, i'm preparing for a grueling semester where i will likely dabble in poetic form. and i'm trying to get my management training out of the way, last night i'm moving refridgerators and taking apart blenders, all the while hoping i remember how to restructure the components i've disassembled.

it went well but we are using a skeleton crew, so i'm standing behind a refridge, which is sorely in need of a scrubbing (unearthed from the counter as it was) and someone walks up and wants a latte.

sigh.

but i'm enjoying it. takes my mind off of life, which isn't so bad these days. let's just say i'm making peace with my situation.

so far the poetry study is looking the most promising. i will forego belly dancing and tai chi to focus.

peace.