Valentine’s Day Disaster

For restaurants, Valentine’s Day ranks with New Year’s Eve as one of the busiest night of the year. The horrible weather the Northeast and Midwest experienced today meant many couples stayed home and had candlelight dinners and thats because they’re...

Diadem

I’m walking down Eighth Avenue. Its freezing out. I should get a cab but I feel like walking. I’ve been preoccupied lately. Cold weather always clears my mind. I pull the black watch cap I’m wearing down over my ears and push towards my destination....

Equal Time

One of my readers emailed Joe Badali’s about the paycheck withholding imbroglio and received this response via email The reader posted the email in the comments section but I’m reposting it here. I can’t vouch for it’s genuineness but I think...

Diner

My Dad came up from Pennsylvania to see a basketball game. He has season tickets. I go with him. After the game we stop at a diner alongside a busy highway for a bite to eat. My father orders chicken soup and a triple-decker sandwich. I have my diner usual matzo ball...

Comrades Eh?

A reader sent me an interesting article from the Toronto Star. It seems the minimum wage in Canada went up 25 cents to $8 an hour. For tipped workers, like waiters, the minimum increased 20 cents to $6.95. One Toronto restaurant, Joe Badalis, seemed to begrudge the...

Cutting In Line

If you’ve read my blog you know I hate customers who call at 7 on Saturday night and demand the best table in the house to be readied for them by 8. Not only are these people suffering from delusions of grandeur, they forget the simple economy of restaurants....

Thank You!

I would like to thank everyone who nominated Waiter Rant for consideration in the 2007 Bloggie Awards. I was selected as one of five finalists for Best Writing of a Weblog. I would like to extend my congratulations to the other four finalists and to every other blog...

Our Lady of Fifth Avenue

I have a morning meeting with my publisher. I don’t want to be late so I leave home early. I shouldn’t have worried. Every subway I need to get over to East 53rd Street pulls up to the platform the moment I arrive. As I step aboard my subway car I notice...

It’s Scary Out There

Ring. Ring. “Cacciatores Risotorante,” a perky female voice answers. “How may I help you?” “Good afternoon,” I say. “I was wondering if you were looking for wait staff.” “I’m so sorry,” the girl says...

We Don’t Need No Stinking Soda!

“May I get you something to drink?” I ask the teetering octogenarian on table 17. “Gimme a soda with no ice,” the old woman snaps. “Of course madam,” I reply. “And I want ice on the side,” she screeches. Not so loud Grandma. Turn up the hearing aid. “Of course...