I played the Devil's Advocate in
Making the case against Super Automatics, citing convenience as their undeniable lure. Later I returned to the same topic in
Like kissing your sister. Today I was reminded again of the wisdom of super-automatics in pseudo-coffeehouses like McCafe.
The whole family trundled up the street to partake in Happy Meals. Although we live less than three miles away from McDonald's / McCafe, I've never stopped in until this afternoon. It's located at Preston Corner and looks more impressive from the outside than your average Mickey Dee's. Indeed the interior was impressive with textured rust-bronze wallpaper, high-back plush benches encircling private booths, faux copper-tin ceiling, wood accent inlays and Italian tile. Were it not for the familiar red and yellow backlit menu, you would think it was an upscale fast food restaurant.
While the kids clamored for their Happy Meals (a pricey way of purchasing a cheap toy), I snuck over to the McCafe that adjoins the lobby. The motif was the same and the pastries looked inviting. The seating area even had two leather seats around a faux-marble table, next to a rack of newspapers. I was really impressed by the decor, it was better than any cafe within a 10 mile radius of our house. Nobody was present except myself and the person behind the counter (PBTC). A three group La Cimbali spanned more than four feet of the countertop. The PBTC enthusiastically greeted me and pointed out the menu items ("Just about the same as anything you can order at Starbucks," he offered helpfully).
Always the curious equipment guy, I asked him about operating the Cimbali. He explained that you put the coffee in the holder and press a button, as easy as can be. "What about flushing the group?" I asked. He didn't understand the question. "This is a heat exchanger machine, isn't it?" I queried. "What's that?" he replied. Soon the kids would be squabbling over fries, toys, and sugary burgers, so I reduced my response to a mini-lesson: "Press the button and watch the water come out." (he does and the group emits a hissing cloud of steam and water). "That water is too hot to make espresso. Let it run for a few seconds after it stops spitting, then pull the shot immediately." He thanked me for the suggestion, commenting that nobody mentioned that during his training session.
I doubt burnt, bitter, scorching-hot espresso is the sole reason behind the lackluster popularity of the McCafe concept in our region. Well, it could have
something to do with it. Sorry guys, by my count the score is super-automatics: 3, semi-automatics: 0.