We went out to a nice dinner this weekend to celebrate our anniversary. At the end of their meal the couple next to us asked to see the cheese cart. The woman inquired (with a straight face) if there was any pepper jack. I literally choked on my drink. The look on the server's face was priceless.
Post by gingerlecoeur on May 21, 2012 20:41:05 GMT -5
That's awesome! Tonight, SO and I ran over to Smith and Wollensky for a quick bite at the bar before I ran off to rehearsal. A crowd of business types walked in, very nicely dressed. They asked for a Bahama Mama (which the bartender could not make...) a glass of White Zinfandel (which they don't serve, of course) and finally settled on a bud light and a sex on the beach.... Klassy!
OMG are you sure my ILs aren't in town? They're the type who would ask for butter for their bread because the olive oil and balsamic was "weird" and "foreign"!
Post by 5kcandlesinthewind on May 22, 2012 8:13:32 GMT -5
My mother also asks for butter, because she doesn't get olive oil on her bread. But she also thinks any restaurant that has cloth napkins is classy, so...