A Humorous Tidbit During Lunch…
I know I’m supposed to owe you guys my belated post about last Friday’s fooding…that’s if you saw my Flickr photos ever since the weekend. I apologize since I’m technically waiting for Robyn‘s photos of that evening since a few of mine suck (as in blurry) and I actually forgot to take a photo of a dish we had. Gasp! :O So, I need to borrow a few of her photos. Just give me another day or two and I’ll post it up. Hopefully.
Moving on… In case I haven’t told you, I’m recently employed to Sloan-Kettering in the Upper East Side obviously not doing anything related to food but I’m trying to find something tasty around the area since it’s practically a food wasteland, unless someone can tell me what’s tasty around there or I need to discover them.
Anyways, this afternoon I had a strange craving for coffee, namely an espresso-based drink. Since I’m not far from Sicaffe, I walked over and ordered my usual drink whenever I’m there, the cappuccino triestino. Except the interaction between me and the barista went differently than normal, so here how it went:
“Hi. I like to have the cappuccino triestino.”
“Sure. How many shots do want in it? One, two, or three?”
[five seconds of thinking to self] “Uh…I’ll have three.”
“Three?” [Mutters under his breath, “Oh shit…!”] [Returns to normal voice.] “For here or to go?”
A slight smile crosses my face, “For here.”
A minute later, I got my beautiful triple shot cappuccino…
After I drank this up, I returned the glass to the counter and the same barista asked me, “Is it strong enough?”
I replied with a grin, “Yes.” He thanked me. I left the shop and walked back to work, quicker than usual for two reasons: I’m caffeinated and it’s starting to snow and I’m under dressed for that (e.g. no hat or snowboots on).