Deep from the battlefields of the ongoing battle between life and art comes another sighting on Yelp. Although similar to the first one a few weeks ago, this one makes specific note of my apparent Viking-ness, which has now come up twice in the Yelp reviews of Four Barrel.
“But the REAL reason I go is to get waited on by the most beautiful barista/viking that I have ever seen. Is there anything better than a 6 foot 2 red-bearded man, silhouetted against wall-mounted boar heads and serving me amazing coffee? I don’t think so.”
The other day I had to drag a drunk man out of the cafe. He had come into the cafe with his shopping cart and started yelling at the customers. I offered him a free cup of coffee in exchange for his leaving, which has always worked in the past, but he exclaimed “I don’t drink coffee” and dropped to the floor. I quickly propped open the door with the door stop, rolled his cart outside and then grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and drug him outside. I offered to call an ambulance if his collapse was an actual medical episode, but he told me, “nah, I am good,” and I left him outside.
Less than a day later, a review turned up on yelp about the incident:
“Cavernous hall with entertaining view of the roasting operation. Super slick espresso machine. Multi-talented barrista took out a drunk guy as if he tazed a sick bunny. Kept an uncomfortable scene from getting ugly. Extraordinary!”
