Splat

Normally I find Al Fresco diners annoying. But one of my favorite couples snags an outside table and requests me as their waiter. Since the woman’s gorgeous I’m happy to oblige. “Good evening,” I say, cheerfully handing them menus. “Nice … Continue reading

Hung Over Time

It’s Saturday night and Beth looks like shit. “What’s the matter with you?” I ask. “You look like somebody beat you up.” “Gee, thanks for the compliment,” Beth sneers. “You trip the light fantastic last night?” “Huh?” “Partying?” “Oh yeah,” … Continue reading

Heat

It’s late afternoon and the thermometer reads a pleasant 85 degrees. The only problem? That’s the temperature inside the Bistro. “Why does the A/C decide to crap out now?” Beth, one of our servers, wails. “Today of all days.” “Because … Continue reading