Notes from Dinner
Nov. 14th, 2002 05:50 pmThe other day I was at dinner, in a very new, very trendy restaurant (and very underdressed, but that's another story).
I ordered a home-made pasta dish, my companion had some salmon. The pasta was very bland (the salmon, from his account, was wonderful, as was our appetizer). Not 2 minutes after we finished discussing the need for more seasonings in the pasta, the owner popped up at my elbow and asked how things were.
"Fine," I said, with a smile, and he left.
"Liar," said my companion, in a low voice so the owner wouldn't hear.
"No, " I retorted, "politician.
I ordered a home-made pasta dish, my companion had some salmon. The pasta was very bland (the salmon, from his account, was wonderful, as was our appetizer). Not 2 minutes after we finished discussing the need for more seasonings in the pasta, the owner popped up at my elbow and asked how things were.
"Fine," I said, with a smile, and he left.
"Liar," said my companion, in a low voice so the owner wouldn't hear.
"No, " I retorted, "politician.
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Date: 2002-11-15 03:45 am (UTC)