Be sure to pick up a copy of the NY Times this Wednesday. The Dining Out Section will contain an article about “waiter rage” in NYC. My blog is supposed to be mentioned and quoted. I’ll post the URL when … Continue reading
It’s a slow Monday night and I snag my first table. Seated is a hirsute middle aged man projecting an air of superiority that makes me want to pull out my pepper mill and club him over the head like … Continue reading
When I left work last night we had a hundred reservations on the books. When I checked in late this morning we were down to thirty. Goddamn snow. “So whatcha gonna do?” I ask Fluvio, the owner. “Close,” he replies … Continue reading
It’s Saturday night. The first round of tables is seated and eating. That means there’s a lull until the dessert madness begins. Everyone takes a breather. I’m standing by the beverage dispenser hydrating myself with club soda. Saskia, one of … Continue reading
Sorry I haven’t posted in a while everybody but I’ve been busy When I got home from work Monday night I found my dog acting strangely He was shaking uncontrollably, didn’t want to be touched, and whimpering. When I picked … Continue reading