I swear I'm in the kitchen today. Baking bread, specifically. I realize my posts have been lackluster lately, but it will all pay off soon, you just wait. Do I really know what the word "lackluster" means, by the way? Hmm...
Let's move on to a BRAND NEW edition of Siriously? I'm Serious (golf claps)... RESTAURANT PET PEEVES.
NO ROOM
On Father's Day morning, we were at the very fancy and very expensive establishment known as iHop for breakfast. It was 7:30 in the morning (don't ask). Naturally, we were the only customers dining at that time. They sat us in a booth, and because we were 4 adults and a child, we put our diaper bag in the adjacent booth to create more space. Halfway through my delicious German pancakes, another family entered the almost empty restaurant. Where were they sat? Right next to us. In the booth that sat my diaper bag. We were asked to move it. We said, "Really? Can't you sit them somewhere else?" The response? "No, we seat by station." Listen, as a former waitress, I understand that. But it was 7:43 in the morning. There were 2 families in the entire joint. IT WAS FATHER'S DAY. Gimme a break International House of Pancakes. More like International House of Packed Peeved Patrons. (Thank you, I'll be here all week...)
THE SALLY SYNDROME
Sally's character in When Harry Met Sally was a very picky eater. For example...
Sally: I'd like the chef salad, please, with the oil and vinegar on the side. And the apple pie a la mode....But I'd like the pie heated, and I don't want the ice cream on top. I want it on the side. And I'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it. If not, then no ice cream, just whipped cream, but only if it's real. If it's out of a can, then nothing.
Waitress: Not even the pie?
Sally: No, just the pie. But then not heated.
I came across people like that a lot as a waitress, and it infuriated me. If you want the pasta with that sauce we put on the salmon and the veggies from that one sandwich, then YOU can go tell the chef that yourself.
p.s. I'm a hypocrite. As a customer, I order food the way I want it.
*Now, tell me some of your Restaurant Pet Peeves!
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7 comments:
There is a restaurant in New Richmond, WI. It's a small place, but has EXCELLENT food. When we go, there is usually only 2 to 3 other groups there. Never busy. But it ALWAYS takes way too long for our food to get to our table (30 to 40 mins each time) On top of that, it takes them forever to run our cards when we pay. We never want to go, because of the time it takes. And it's terrible annoying!
I hate it when I see people order something, eat 90% of it, then make a big scene to send it back. They usually A) get something else boxed up to go and B) don't get charged for what is now going to be two meals for them. This lights me on fire every time I see it happen. If it was not to your liking, why did you eat most of it?!
I also hate when people stop random servers to ask for things. My family is notorious for this. Your server will be along shortly. Just be patient.
When they don't have cheesecurds = Pet Peeve.
I hate it when I'm in the middle of a serious conversation at the table and the server comes up to ask how we're doing, completely interrupting.
BUT, I also hate it when I'm with someone at a restaurant (my mother) and the server comes up to ask how we're doing and the other person (my mother) continues the conversation and the poor server stands there awkwardly.
Does this make sense?
well you know how my husband feels. If you are in his restaurant....you are eating the way it is prepared. that's why they have a catering company. That way you can hire them to make it any way YOU like it. xx
former waitress @ cheap breakfast diner, with mostly ivy league college student clientele. waitresses got paid minimum wage BUT pooled our tips. so that $.10 left by trust fund brat had to be split between 5 other employees. thanks for your $.02 but clearly you need it more than i do!
also, just because you go to ivy league school DOESN'T MAKE YOU BRIGHT. Me: Do you want your bagel toasted or grilled? Them: What's the difference?
Really?
As a former server, I was always annoyed by the people who were on their cell phone when I greeted their table. Then they act as if I am bugging them! It got to a point where I didn't even address those people until they were off the phone.
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