The All Without Milks....

Hmmm. Wouldn't go over too well in New Zealand.

Wow, that's a bitter bunch of qahwah waitstaff.

If they hate their jobs that much, why stay ?

Large, full-bodied, and bitter would be right out then?

mike:

Now you're getting insulting...

It was blck coffe when they were Negroes.

At least there is an alternative. What is the poor sap who wants whipped hot chocolate supposed to do?

Peter:

Don't wear leather when placing that order.

Anybody who thinks that "black coffee" has anything to do with race is an intolerant bigot obsessed with race. (And probably checks the closet every night for hidden Klansmen or under the bed make sure Orville Faubus isn't there.)

Surely we can take our coffee African-American.

Might it have helped if he asked for coffee, and please be niggardly with the cream?

>Surely we can take our coffee African-American.

Uh, Cohen, that may not be a joke. When somebody actually did describe "black Africans" as "African-American Africans", I would not be surprised at any Global Replace String "Black" by String "African-American".

It's like South Park for real.

For my sins, I used to work as one of a dozen editors in a liberal New York publishing firm. We had a Haitian maintenance man who was obviously well-educated in that he spoke very clear metropolitan French as well as quite correct English. (I don't understand Haitian patois.) Having lived under tyranny, he was much more conservative than my colleagues. Some of the most "liberal" editors were a bit surprised that he could just drop into my office to chat. {I think that it was more the class question than a race question. Chatting on an equal basis with a workman? Knowing his name and personal details? Bad form. Not done. You're an editor.) Oddly enough, this quite cosmopolitan and quite black man always referred to the choices of coffee as "noir" or "blond," the latter not used in France. If a black man from a black country had no hesitation in speaking of black coffee, then I can find no excuse for Scots intolerance in this matter. And I am first generation out of Scotland on my father's side.

For my sins, I used to work as one of a dozen editors in a liberal New York publishing firm. We had a Haitian maintenance man who was obviously well-educated in that he spoke very clear metropolitan French as well as quite correct English. (I don't understand Haitian patois.) Having lived under tyranny, he was much more conservative than my colleagues. Some of the most "liberal" editors were a bit surprised that he could just drop into my office to chat. {I think that it was more the class question than a race question. Chatting on an equal basis with a workman? Knowing his name and personal details? Bad form. Not done. You're an editor.) Oddly enough, this quite cosmopolitan and quite black man always referred to the choices of coffee as "noir" or "blond," the latter not used in France. If a black man from a black country had no hesitation in speaking of black coffee, then I can find no excuse for Scots intolerance in this matter. And I am first generation out of Scotland on my father's side.