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I Want to Go to a Restaurant
I want to go to a restaurant.
I want to wait to be seated.
I want the hostess to ask me if this table is alright.
I want to take a long, deep sip from the water glass, a water glass that is full of ice and has droplets of water running down the side like glacial meltwater.
I want to examine the appetizer list like I’m choosing a college major.
I want to know what the soup of the day is.
I want the server to tell me about the specials. I want them to ask me what sides I want with my meal.
I want to hear the muted clang of the silverware as it rolls out of the napkin, then revel in anticipation as I tuck the napkin into my lap.
I want to savor each bite of my food, knowing that someone was paid good money to make it come out just right.
I want the server to offer me dessert. I want to decline their offer because I am just too full.
I want to sip a cup of coffee as the taste of the meal I just ate lingers in my mouth.
I want to tip my server for providing me this wonderful experience.
I want to smile politely to the hostess as I leave and thank them for an excellent meal.
I want to go back to a restaurant, and I want to go back soon.
I promise to post a picture when the happy day comes😀
We will be going back to those restaurants that can make it through this in a few weeks but the experience of attentive service in an intimate setting will be gone for quite awhile.
Last takeout? The last two nights. Still supporting our friendly food providers, even if I can’t go sit down and enjoy it there.
If it grows any longer, I’ll look like I did in high school and college:
We’re thinking of going to our favorite Chinese place here. A lot of Chinese restaurants took an extra hit with all the bad publicity about China.
Your hair’s too short there.
That was the fall my senior year in high school. I can’t find any pictures of me junior year in college – almost down to my waist (it grows fast).
That’s about where mine is now.
We have done takeout from my daughter’s favorite Chinese restaurant. They seem really really grateful.
“Under the table”? How many glasses does it take?
Oh! You guys want to go upscale. I’ve got just the place for you.
Regards,
Jim