Visit to Moca Cafe - Barquisimeto, Venezuela | Visita a Moca Cafe - Barquisimeto, Venezuela| [Eng-Esp]


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ENGLISH VERSION

My brother started a few months ago to work in this coffee shop, very excited to learn more about coffee. How to prepare it, how to manage the business, the art of making coffee....

I started as a customer service person, anxious for the moment to come when I could use the machines and start practicing what I had learned...

Approximately two weeks ago he arrived home at the end of the day and told me that he had already been trained to use the machine, since there was a lack of personnel and there was only one barista, they needed someone else at the headquarters and he was trained.

The Christmas season arrived, thinking that the place would be full, it turns out that the expectations have not been such, even so he has had the opportunity to practice...

The company gave him a breakfast for two people... (It should be noted that although my brother has been working there for 4 months, they still misspell his name) He immediately sent me the picture of the card and told me it was a secret hahahahahah, how nice, he decided to invite me. His favorite sister (I am his only sister hahahaha).

The next day he was free, we got dressed up early, got pretty, grabbed our bikes and went to the site.

I got to know the place, I had never been there before. It is a very nice place.
I met my brothers' co-workers and the other barista at the coffee shop....

My brother ordered a coffee with cinnamon and I ordered a punch coffee, my coffee was supposed to have rum liquor, although I honestly didn't feel it.... Still, it was good.

It turns out that the day before my brother had told me to save the cakes in the flavor he wanted hahaha and that's what we ate....

I would have liked my brother to prepare the coffee, too bad it was his day off.... Some other time I will come over, but if and only if my brother is the one who prepares the drinks....


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VERSION EN ESPAÑOL

Mi hermano comenzó hace unos meses a trabajar en esta cafetería, muy entusiasmado de poder aprender mas sobre el cafe. Prepararlo, como se maneja el negocio, el arte de hacer cafe...

Inicio como atencion al cliente, ansioso por que llegara el momento en el que pudiera utilizar la maquinar y empezar a practicar lo que habia aprendido...

Hace aproximadamente dos semanas llego a la casa al final del día y me comento que ya lo habia pasado a usar la maquina, ya que faltaba personal y solo habia un barista, necesitaban a alguien mas en la sede y el estaba capacitado.

Llegaron las épocas decembrinas, pensando que se llenaría el lugar resulta que las expectativas no han sido tales, aun asi ha tenido la oportunidad de practicar...

La empresa le obsequio un desayuno para dos personas.. (Cabe destacar que a pesar de que mi hermano tiene ya 4 meses trabajando alli, aun escriben mal su nombre) El inmediatamente me envio la foto de la tarjetica y me dijo que era un secreto jajajaj, que lindo, decidió invitarme a mi. Su hermana preferida (Soy su única hermana jajajaja)

Al día siguiente que el tenia libre, nos arreglamos temprano, nos pusimos guapetones, agarramos nuestras bicicletas y nos acercamos al sitio.

Conoci el lugar, nunca habia ido. Es un sitio muy lindo.
Conoci los compañeros de trabajo de mis hermanos y al otro barista de la cafetería

Mi hermano pidio un cafe con canela y yo un cafe ponche, se supone que mi cafe tenia licor de ron, aunque sinceramente no lo sentí Aun asi estaba rico.

Resulta que el dia anterior mi hermano dejo dicho que le guardaran los pasteles del sabor que el queria jajaja y pues eso comimos...

Me fuese gustado que mi hermano preparase los cafe, lastima que era su día libre.. En otro momento me acercare, pero si y solo si, mi hermano es quien prepara las bebidas..


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