Stick a button on something with a graphic inviting me to press and I’ll do it. Don’t ask me twice.
A dollop of foam came out, which disgusted me for 2 seconds, then I looked at the graphic again.
You swanky lot may have these installed in your domiciles but I had to venture to such a lofty establishment as The International House of Pancakes to find one.
I shit you not. –see what I did?
After more thought, I came to the conclusion that as a widely beloved eatery known for multiple jugs of syrup on each and every table as well as jolly copper carafes of joe…
Perhaps an investment in cleaner customer bungholes was worth the hardware and supplies.