I traveled with my son this week. We were near his university around dinner time. He had an idea…
He’d taken me to this Korean restaurant before. It is a favorite of his when he is at school and I’ve enjoyed it each time we’ve gone. Read the rest of this entry »
You might have noticed that I am big on people treating each other right. Life is too short to fool with someone who is impolite. Usually, if I find a business person unpleasant to deal with I do not patronize their establishment.
I am such a liar sometimes.
I love Chinese food. Chinese food is one of my major food groups. I may actually be Chinese. I don’t think my parents know that. I think that they are proud I am their son and I feel certain they will accept me as their only Asian child.
My parents raised me to stand up for myself and my principles. Mom and Dad, when you read this, I hope you know that I mostly do what you taught me. There’s this exception though. The Kung Pao exception.
Where there is good Chinese food, there is room for compromise on my principles. Where the Kung Pao Chicken is exceptional, I am willing to deal with indignity and rudeness that I could never tolerate in any other arena. I can not explain this. I can’t even think of a similar exception in any part of my life. Read the rest of this entry »
Sometimes it is the little things that matter. Appearances aren’t the most important thing, but sometimes they make a difference. Attention to detail can be critical.
I had a little rainy day time to kill on vacation and was watching one of those cable channels that exists to draw tourists to restaurants and attractions in the area. There was a show on about restaurants. The best way I can describe the show is that it was a series of five-minute infomercials about places to eat.
One of the ads featured what seemed to be a very nice establishment. The ad started with an interview with the owner, who gushed about his menu and his staff. A little feature on the head waitress was next, followed by the owner talking about how good it was that he had his own butcher on staff at the restaurant.
Lefty, Come Out And Say Hello To Everyone
The butcher seemed like a nice old guy. He said he had been working for the restaurant for over twenty years. The video portion of the interview switched to some shots of Mr. Butcher at work, cutting and aging steaks while the audio talked about how having an in-house butcher benefitted the dining experience. The segment ended with a shot of the butcher holding up a freshly cut steak for the viewer to see. Read the rest of this entry »
I have never waited tables.
Let me qualify that. I served as a celebrity (their term, not mine) waiter at a Special Olympics fundraiser three or four times. That gave me enough experience to realize how physically demanding it is to do that kind of work. It didn’t expose me to the kind of crap they have to put up with.
Last night, I had the privilege to see justice come to someone who was abusive to wait people. It was beautiful.
I had dinner at one of those Japanese hibachi grill places. Cooking in front of you, chopped up bits of food, knives, fire - you know the drill. The kind of place you never actually see a Japanese person in.
So There Was This Baby. His Parents Were Jerks, But He Was Cool
We ended up sharing a table with a family with an infant son. As it turns out, the baby was the only one who treated the waiter and cook in a halfway decent manner. In fact, the baby was really likable, as babies are. Read the rest of this entry »