These field notes are transcribed from my handwritten notes, and are of my workplace...
What do I see?
Brown is the predominant color in the cafe, from the tiling, furniture, ranging from dark to light shades. Baristas green aprons pop against the shades of the store.
Shapes are mostly angular and cube-like, everything following the ratio of a square or rectangle. Customers are often found to be stationary, and almost statuesque. This is in contrast to the constant motion and and flow of the baristas. Most of this activity is hidden behind the equipment and casings of the bar and food case. These are the dividers of the workplace and cafe.
Also there is the occasional, loud, smelly homeless person who sticks out like a sore thumb.
Other things that can be heard other then screaming homeless people is the music in the background that is meant to cut tension. There is constant chatting from customers and the sounds of the bar are occasional, and instantly recognizable to a person like myself who is attuned to recognizing what they are. A barista will shout something, and oven opens, ice is scooped, a blender is blending, beeping of all sorts, and steam wands hissing.
I can still smell that homeless woman with the jangly boots she seems to want to take off. Luckily for me, there are other smells to enjoy in the cafe. The smell of food is constant, wafting from the ovens. This includes butter croissants, sandwiches with their assortments of meat and cheese, plus the sweet, sweet cookies and pastries.
But nothing beats this scent of coffee. It is lively and robust, and it wafts from the brewing area. Freshly ground coffee also gives of the best, most pleasant yet awakening aroma that lifts up your entire mood. It's jumpy, almost peppery, earthy and chocolaty all at the same time. And you can buy yourself a cup and have a seat next to the grungy homeless lady to enjoy it on the wooden furniture.
But when it comes to what I can touch, my options are more exciting as an employee of the store. These things range from my table, chair, and packaged goods as a customer. As a barista, I have my pitcher which is a lovely steel item. It connects you to the mastrena, our espresso machines. Clean cups are also a pleasant thing to touch, as it signifies that your job is going to go smoothly (as long as that cup stay clean). Many things at the bar are plastic and steel, but another important feel is the rag in your hand. The rag means you will be cleaning, and if you are cleaning, you are doing the job right.
What do I see?
Brown is the predominant color in the cafe, from the tiling, furniture, ranging from dark to light shades. Baristas green aprons pop against the shades of the store.
Shapes are mostly angular and cube-like, everything following the ratio of a square or rectangle. Customers are often found to be stationary, and almost statuesque. This is in contrast to the constant motion and and flow of the baristas. Most of this activity is hidden behind the equipment and casings of the bar and food case. These are the dividers of the workplace and cafe.
Also there is the occasional, loud, smelly homeless person who sticks out like a sore thumb.
Other things that can be heard other then screaming homeless people is the music in the background that is meant to cut tension. There is constant chatting from customers and the sounds of the bar are occasional, and instantly recognizable to a person like myself who is attuned to recognizing what they are. A barista will shout something, and oven opens, ice is scooped, a blender is blending, beeping of all sorts, and steam wands hissing.
I can still smell that homeless woman with the jangly boots she seems to want to take off. Luckily for me, there are other smells to enjoy in the cafe. The smell of food is constant, wafting from the ovens. This includes butter croissants, sandwiches with their assortments of meat and cheese, plus the sweet, sweet cookies and pastries.
But nothing beats this scent of coffee. It is lively and robust, and it wafts from the brewing area. Freshly ground coffee also gives of the best, most pleasant yet awakening aroma that lifts up your entire mood. It's jumpy, almost peppery, earthy and chocolaty all at the same time. And you can buy yourself a cup and have a seat next to the grungy homeless lady to enjoy it on the wooden furniture.
But when it comes to what I can touch, my options are more exciting as an employee of the store. These things range from my table, chair, and packaged goods as a customer. As a barista, I have my pitcher which is a lovely steel item. It connects you to the mastrena, our espresso machines. Clean cups are also a pleasant thing to touch, as it signifies that your job is going to go smoothly (as long as that cup stay clean). Many things at the bar are plastic and steel, but another important feel is the rag in your hand. The rag means you will be cleaning, and if you are cleaning, you are doing the job right.