I can't tell you yet what we learned; it would ruin the end of the story. But I'll tell you about Isaiah's and my trip to Austin Texas for the South Central Regional Barista Competition.
Isaiah drove because he has a 4-cylinder and my Rover needs some work. It's a long journey to Austin, but we got there. Stayed in a swanky hotel in North Austin with a bar called Bikinis right outside. It was one of those hotels where we took almost everything with us every day and slept with a knife next to the bed. But it's just sleeping; we don't need much.
On Friday we drove downtown to the actual swanky hotel where the competition was being held. The Radisson Hotel is right on Town Lake, and several times I took advantage of the easy trail access to go take a long walk. Much to our surprise,
Nick Cho was there. He makes us laugh, and we hope he feels the same about us. Nick is the guy who owns Murky Coffee in Arlington Virginia (yeah, he's the guy who
threatened to punch a customer in the dick). So there were a lot of dick-punching jokes, which I'm sure drove Nick to the verge of wanting to punch
us in the dick. Nick is the head of all things coffee when they relate to anyone being judged by other somewhat-qualified individuals. He's also the one who makes rules that baristas follow, and as we all know, "If it's important in competition, it's important in the coffeehouse." (That's not true.)
Anyway, Isaiah went to the competitors' meeting and then got his stuff together and
practiced on the green Nuova Simonelli machines being used in competition. These machines don't pull the same
shots that the La Marzocco does, so it took a while to dial in something that was comparable to what we are used to. He steamed some milk, but said it was hard to see it swirl and the foam seemed really wet. These are the issues that can arise when using a machine that isn't like the one you're used to.
After practice time, he organized all his gear and then we waited around until it was time for him to perform. To me he seemed a little nervous, and not having gone through the routine but two or three times, I could tell he was thinking a lot instead of just doing it. The competitors only have 15 minutes to make four espressos, four cappuccinos, and four of their signature drink, and for every second they go over 15 minutes, they are docked a point. There was a
point where I think everyone realized Isaiah was pushing the limits. He did go over 22 seconds, and as soon as it was over I heard someone say "That was intense!" I agree. But he did a great job and everyone patted him on the back afterward.
Isaiah is one to make friends with everyone, so he and all the other baristas were chumming around talking about competing and the coffeehouses where they work. Our region includes Oklahoma, Texas, Louisiana, and Arkansas. Out of 20 competitors, all but Isaiah and a guy from Arkansas were from Texas. The Southwest Regionals were going on there too, but the only competitors from Nevada, New Mexico, and Arizona were a group of four from Cartel Coffee Lab in Tempe.
Friday night was Halloween, so we met up with my friend Tammy for a glass of wine and some great Mexican-style seafood, then we ventured out to 6th Street. The street was blocked off and hoards of people wearing costumes were walking around looking at each other. It was strange (as advertised), and we saw some pretty amazing costumes - some
creepy and gory and some
sexy and some robots. (Apparently you can put on an air conditioner and a jar over your head and call yourself a robot.)
Saturday we actually ate breakfast at a nice little place called Magnolia Café. The food was good, but the coffee was horrible. (I had to try.) Then we went up to the hotel and watched some of the other competitors from the first round and all four of the SW competitors. At the conclusion, the announcements were made and Isaiah made it into the final round.
Six out of the original 20 would advance to the finals and compete again on Sunday. (Incidentally, it may have been because of the
outstanding coffee he was using... or the
pretty, pretty napkins.)
Saturday night we ate at a little place called Péché. I thought it was good, and reasonably priced. Then we went over to Caffé Medici where the official party was at. Drank a little beer from the local brewery, Real Ale. And then Isaiah jumped behind the machine, started talking trash, and a latte art competition broke out. $10 buy-in, one pour, winner takes all. The local favorite, whose name sounds like "silence," seemed pretty nervous when Isaiah started pouring. But in the end, "Silence" beat Isaiah: 1-2. So we went back to the hotel and started thinking about Sundays finals.
Sunday came early, despite the hour we gained. Back to the hotel downtown. Back to practicing on the Nuova Simonelli. And then prep time. I went for another walk on the trails, and to get milk for a couple guys from Whole Foods. I found out that if you carry a Whole Foods bag around, two things happen. 1) The green ink they use on those paper bags must be all natural- like chlorophyl or something- because it comes off on your shirt and makes your shirt all green. 2) People assume you're a local and stop you to ask questions and directions.
Isaiah was the last SCRBC competitor in the finals, and I thought he did considerably better. He
seemed more composed and I
know he
pulls good shots. Then we had to wait for the SW competitors before we found out who won. Tammy and I walked to a bar for a quick beer. (I had the Real Ale Firemans #4 Blonde Ale and I thought it was pretty good.) Then we came back for the big announcement. Third place went to Lorenzo Perkins from Medici. Second place went to Patrick Pierce, also from Medici. At this point I was thinking, wow maybe Isaiah won. And then first place was announced: Clancy Rose from Cuvee Coffee Roasting Company.
Isaiah placed fourth overall, which is pretty good for his first time. And we learned a lot about the game of barista competitions.
We looked at the score sheets, said goodbye to Tammy, shook hands with Lorenzo and a couple other baristas and roasters, and punched Nick Cho in the dick on the way out the door.
This story is not over. You have not seen the last of Isaiah Sheese from DoubleShot Coffee Company in Tulsa Oklahoma. SHEESH!