by waiter | May 5, 2006 | Uncategorized
“Is all your pasta homemade?” my customer, an obvious foodie type, asks. “No sir,” I reply truthfully, “Some, not all.” “What’s homemade?” the man asks with a trace of exasperation, “I only eat homemade pasta.” I want to tell my customer he’s been infected with...
by waiter | Apr 26, 2006 | Uncategorized
It’s a seven o’clock on beautiful Monday night. The Bistro’s half full and we only have a few reservations. But, after being driven indoors by a rainy weekend, the Yuppies will probably want to bust out of their Williams Sonomanized cocoons so they can narcotize the...
by waiter | Apr 10, 2006 | Uncategorized
It’s closing time. The restaurant’s almost empty. My last table’s paying the bill. The cooks are breaking down the kitchen. All the other waiters have gone home. I can’t wait to get out of here. I’m exhausted and a post shift martini’s calling my name. The door...
by waiter | Mar 24, 2006 | Uncategorized
The phone rings. “The Bistro,” I answer, “How may I help you?” “Hello, Waiter?” a familiar voice says. “Yes?” “This is Rafael, the Maitre’D at Cafe Really Expensive.” “Hey Rafael,” I reply, “How’s things?” “Slow.” “I hear ya.” “Listen,” Rafael says, “You’ve got a...
by waiter | Mar 14, 2006 | Uncategorized
It’s Sunday night. Fluvio went to AC so I’m in charge. The reservation computer tells me we’re gonna be slammed. The Bistro will reach 80% capacity in one hour. That’s the problem with Sunday night. Everyone eats dinner at the same time. I...
