The New Yorkers have a very distinct dialect with their nonstandard pronunciation with the dropping of the R-sound in favor of a prolonged AW sound, and then they make up for dropping the R by putting it in at the ending of other words. They speak really fast, and quite nasal. For instance, coffee is pronounced cawfee. And – they love their cawfee!
If we look to the 2015 State of the Chains-report from the Center for an Urban Future, we see that “Starbucks has more stores in Manhattan than any other national retailer, with 220 locations.” Dunkin Donuts tops this list in all the other four NYC boroughs. One might wonder why this is, as Starbucks serves mediocre cawfee at best. It must be the consistency they love. We did try other cawfee houses, and found that the fanciest places don’t necessarily serve the best cawfee. So we would also seek out the Starbucks, at least the mediocre cawfee we were served there weren’t totally awful.
Consistent mediocracy and the fact that they constantly misspell your name on the cup, is why we go back to Starbucks. Yes. I know it’s mean to laugh, but we really have fun with the names! To make a short story long: The Karate Kid ordered a cawfee in Hamburg, Germany, and of course they got his name wrong. Even turned into Melvin. Then I went to order a cawfee for him at Copenhagen Airport, and said my name was Melvin. What I got back was Malvin. In New York we ordered cawfee for Malvin, and we really giggled at this one: it came back as Marvin? Yes, with a question mark!
That my name throws them for a loop, is highly expected, as we pronounce our vowels differently. Lene comes out as Lana. Close enough. Even comes out as Evan. Again close enough. But can anyone explain how Gunnar, even when spelled, comes out as Tunarar? Granted, Sir Nerdalot wanted them to get it wrong, and thus he spelled it really fast. But still; Gunnar – Tunarar?
I would also like to know how do you get Craig from Yolanda? No one said Craig. I said Yolanda. Still our order came up as Craig. Needless to say – we did not react to the name Craig being called until they specified the order – that’s when we knew we were Craig. But the cawfee still tasted
Do you like your mediocre cawfee in New Yawk? Then I recommend the blog Starbucks and the City, where the author has visited all Starbucks on Manhattan with public access and reviewed them, and even rated them. Have a look!