This morning I staked out Frog Hollow Farm
in the Ferry Building in an attempt to wake up before my shift.
Crashing through one of their amazingly delicate organic pear tartlets
and sipping a paper cup Blue Bottle organic coffee, I overheard someone ask for a cappucino “extra hot.”
I’m puzzled because I remember a scene on Friends (Sheesh! That makes two Friends
references in as many posts. Whatever. I stand before you unashamed)
when Rachel made fun of some cafe customer for their long and overly
fussy coffee order. The order ran something like “half-caf, double
tall, easy hazelnut, non-fat, no foam, with whip, extra hot latte,” and
I just figured that “extra hot” was another nail in the ridiculous
coffee coffin, because why would you want extra hot? I mean,
isn’t coffee already hot enough? Did we learn nothing from McDonald’s?
I simply can’t imagine what extra hot would bring to a coffee. It makes
you sweat more…so…therefore you don’t need to go for a run
later…what? Or is it like certain kinds of tea where they are at
their best flavor when drunk in a scalding state?
It’s a pickle.