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a day in the life of a barista
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What the fuck is a barista , many ask.

Well.

We're the people that slouch behind the counter of a coffee places like Starbucks .

Isn't that called a "Server" , you ask.

ITS NOT.

We're professionally trained to make your coffee , assholes.

A barista's "coffee bartender" in some fancy language , italian if i'm not mistaken.

Actually i feel we're more like multi-taskers , since i'm usually getting intimate with the broom or the cashier machine more than i make coffee.

Now , lets go through a step by step procedure of how a cuppucino is made.




I forgot what this is called , but its some kind of cache to hold the ground coffee in



trivia : coffee ( and just about everything else ) is way overpriced . seriously , the cost price of one latte is like what , 20 cents ( including manpower . yes , i'm cheap labour ) but cafes are usually selling it at a grossly inflated price of *gasp* $4 !!!!!!!



milk.



first you froth the milk. believe me , its not as easy as it appears to be. once i got so caught up with admiring myself in the mirror ( there's a mirror in front of the coffee bar ) that i over-heated the milk and the milk exploded . the cleaning part was okay , but the stench that the milk left on my uniform was nausea-inducing. eeew.



milk foam.



the milk goes in first ..



.. and then you push the foam out.



ta-dah ~!



i blurred my face here because i look freakish in it.



THE AFTERMATH

customers. what do they know about what happens after they leave ?



i don't know what the fuck happened to this orange.



the remnants of the mould.

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alright , i'm gonna be hanging out at Cocco latte tomorrow night with HH and co . Anybody game ? :D