http://www.nuovadistribution.com/images/manuals%20pdf/mac2000_manual.pdf
Working seven days a week now; a day off the jobsite means there is a lot of work to do. This includes drinking two lattes for the greater purpose of creating strict standards of microfoam and milk consistency. So a day off is not really. Ten or fifteen tasks complete that plagued the flow of thoughts.
The Barista's romantic version of Quality in a perfect espresso:
http://www.nuovasimonelli.it/espresso_coffee_machines/view.aspx?Action=link&Id=795
The crema has shades from hazel to reddish hazel, at times with darker stripes and should be about 3-4 mm thick. It should be persistent. Aromatic body, dense, full, sweet and perfumed. Long and persistent. The Barista is consistent in dosing and tamping, waste management of coffee and milk, espresso extraction times, overall consistency and proper workstation management.
Not much of this matters the rest of the week, deerflies buzzing around my head and working in the sun north of Duluth. (The irony of building screen porch to prevent the exact thing from happening for the clients). This job requires patience working with Boomers and they with me. To keep things fresh I capture odd phrases and conversation that only make sense on a jobsite. I carry my notebook and pen as any other tool in my belt, alongside my tape measure, speed square and utility knife.
"Out of plumbness" would be the espresso equivalent of a poorly seeped coffee; evident defects in the extraction caused by negligence or error. A crema not very thick, tending to rapidly shrink to the edge of the cup. Bitter, strong, astringent and woody.
I think being a baristacarpenter might be the most hip supply of income stream I have conjectured of late; writing metaphysical prose and poetry (see above) takes me beyond the standard soffit return.
Scene: Imagine two (antediluvian being too harsh) mature carpenters at the end of a workday.
“I don’t want to sand every one of those 400 square feet,” the first says, weary.
“That is a conundrum right there,” the second adds, verifying the situation. More problems exist than solutions in this Game. “Exposed rafters come right to this plane. […] It is its own separate termination.”
“With just the bevel cut, it’s going to be ugly.” More weariness in his tone.
“6x6s at the top structural element. All this metal’s going to have lower on the plane of it … either we [ banging noises heard ] on top of it, fill that spaciousness.” I don’t know if he knows what he says.
“Well yeah, … you did something quite similar at [ one of many Park Point clients ] … more or less die into that part that comes in here … that’s kinda what I’m thinking about over there – at this point we’ll have to cut the tail of these rafters over here.”
“Indeed we do.” Another verification to speed up the process of wrapping up the day. “We’ll know how to proceed tomorrow when we take off that soffit material. You kind of want to have that complete terminus, the front and the back, That’s one way of doing it.”
“I think that’s probably a better way to go.”
Enter a bonobo, via parachute.
“It’s monkey business there.”
“It always is.”
[ Exit stage right; carpenter one locks the shop up, bonobo swims away]
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