We’re just now discovering exactly what TNT means in the world of coffee. While it is still an abbreviation for that wildly explosive material, we found out it is also short for something coffee houses call Thursday Night Throwdown.
Being curious what it was all about, we walked over to the coffee shop to check it out. Sebastian insisted it was high time he had a change of scenery so we brought him along as well.
The art on the left is a tulip design. The one on the right – rosetta.
“Lovely symmetry, good contrast, nice definition. I pronounce this design a winner. Can I have some?”
Sebastian, the competition hasn’t even begun yet. That’s not yours to drink anyway. You need something decaffeinated.
Soon the shop filled up with competitors, supporters and the occasional customer too!
The first competitors: last month’s winner on the left (one of our very own baristas) and a barista from the chocolate shop I mentioned in the previous post. Oh, that’s going to be tough!
“Who’s going to drink all those latte’s they’re making? Can I have one? Can I? Can I? Huh?”
Sometimes the baristas drew the unlucky ‘blindfold’ where they had to steam the milk and pour without seeing. Those designs didn’t turn out too well as you can imagine but it was fun to watch!
One by one the baristas were eliminated. Then the competition started to heat up – both literally and figuratively.
“Oh I want one of those. Either one – makes no difference.”
Sebastian, you know one of those lattes would keep you up all night long. They are pretty though. Which one is the best? Tough decision.
Down to the final two. The reigning champion and his boss. The design: A Heart. If he wins, will he still have a job? Will he throw the competition? And most of all, who will get to drink the winning latte?
Let’s be fair. If we judge on symmetry, the one on the left wins. But, that one on the right looks a lot like the hearts I draw in a hurry. I kinda like it. Judges, what say ye? The one on the left? Ah! The champ still reigns! He still has a job too. (I know this because he made our mochas Friday afternoon. Mine had a heart shape – and it was superb.)
The competition was friendly, loose, fun and entertaining. Then we had to go home. Even without the caffeine, Sebastian was singing: “99 cups of lattes on the wall, 99 cups of lattes, take one down, pass it around, 98 cups of lattes on the wall . . .”