by waiter | Oct 25, 2005 | Uncategorized
“hey Max, check this out,” I say looking up from my newspaper. “What is it?” our chief bus boy asks. “You know your compadres who hang out on the street corner looking for work, the day laborers?” “Si.” “Well, it seems the boys over at Home Depot don’t like them...
by waiter | Oct 24, 2005 | Uncategorized
Have a Happy Thanksgiving everybody! I’m going out to eat with the family. I can’t seem to escape restaurants can I? It’s been a busy week so sorry for the lack of posts. Once I get over my tryptophan induced coma I’ll write some more stuff. In the meantime have a...
by waiter | Oct 24, 2005 | Uncategorized
“Did you see that kid on table twelve?” Beth asks me. “No,” I reply. “Take a look.” I peek around the corner and take a quick look at the table. A teenage boy is eating dinner with his parents. His face and neck’s covered with a swarm of angry red pimples. Acne...
by waiter | Oct 22, 2005 | Uncategorized
The phone rings. “The Bistro,” I answer, “How may I help you?” “Hello. I’d like to order something to go,” a woman says. She’s speaking with one of those impossible to place European accents. “What would you like to order Madam?” “Is your online menu up to date?” the...
by waiter | Oct 20, 2005 | Uncategorized
It’s Sunday and I’m late for work. Pulling on my tie I race into the Bistro. “You’re late,” Fluvio says, not looking up from the reservation terminal. “Sorry,” I reply. “I’m taking my wife out to dinner so I’m leaving.” “How many we got on for tonight?” Fluvio tells...
by waiter | Oct 19, 2005 | Uncategorized
“Man I’m having a rough week,” Celine says. “What’s happening?” I reply. “You know how I get when it rains,” she says sadly. Celine, one of our part time hostesses, has an incredible phobia about driving when it rains. Over the past year the problem has become worse....
by waiter | Oct 17, 2005 | Uncategorized
“Jesus Arlene,” I say, “You’re getting bigger by the second.” Arlene is eight and a half month pregnant. Still waiting tables, she looks like she’s about to pop. “I swear I’m bigger than I was yesterday,” she moans. “Any day now,” I say. “My due date’s November...
by waiter | Oct 16, 2005 | Uncategorized
“So whaddya got for us tonight Poppy?” I ask Ernesto, our sous chef. Ernesto unenthusiastically produces a list of the night’s specials from his back pocket. Telling me the specials is just a formality. After five years I can predict the entire lineup. “And, finally,...
by waiter | Oct 10, 2005 | Uncategorized
It’s a rainy Saturday night and the Bistro’s jammin’ We don’t have a free table until 9:30. But that doesn’t stop prospective customers angling for a seat. Angelina, out Sicilian spitfire hostess, keeps the yuppies hordes at bay with a firm hand, a lovely smile, and a...
by waiter | Oct 8, 2005 | Uncategorized
“So you gonna vote tomorrow?” Saroya asks me. “Yes,” I reply, looking over my copy of the Times. I’m reading about the riots in France. Did they run out of cheese? “Who you gonna vote for?” Saroya says. “It’s a secret ballot dear.” “C’mon,” Saroya says, “Tell me.”...
