Photo Today - Coffee on the Run

I liked the way the scaffolding separated the two sides of the sidewalk here.  I held the camera high and let the people come to me.  

This shot caught a number of things.  I thought about turning it to black and white, but I liked the pop of the girl's yellow scarf.  I lightened the red jacket behind the coffee drinkers head as I found it distracting. 

I got three shots of the man, only vaguely realizing he was drinking coffee.  This was the decisive moment in the series.  Also, the poster behind - "Skyfall" - will date the scene, although it is a generic term which could have been the title of this photo.  In fact, though, we will know that it is the current James Bond film.  

Coffee on the Run

The Coffee Cart

Another rainy morning, this time I observed the activity at the coffee truck near Park Row, across from City Hall. I watched as various formations of people and umbrella made interesting patterns. It was windy and cold, shiny and bright.

Various people visited the cart for their breakfast, regulars mostly. Sometimes there are tourists but that is generally rare, and usually not on a rainy day during the morning commute. The tourists slow down the routine for the regulars.

As I took pictures, a construction worker stormed towards the truck. I could hear him even though I was fairly far away. He was steamed. "Look at this! Do you see what you did?" He held the bag up to display the contents to the coffee vendor, who looked puzzled. The coffee guy shook his head like he understood that the guy was complaining, but not what he was complaining about.

I was trying to think what was the issue? Was it the wrong order? In the end, I thought that it might be that they didn't put the coffee lids on tight enough and the pastries and rolls might have gotten wet. But, I really don't know. Any rate, it didn't matter if the vendor understood or not, as the customer is always right.

Some time passed while the order was fixed. It appeared to be a rather large order.

Finally, the construction worker left, appearing satisfied somewhat. He walked right up next to me, oblivious, and pulled out a walky talky and called his supervisor to explain why he was not yet back on the job with their food.