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We "love it" when they take the plate away as you've just picked up a fork of food. It never fails, they always do this to my husband...¤ ¤ credit: Rachel in Alaska | 09.03.03 at 08:57 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
The mark of a good waiter. You never have to listen to complaints. :)¤ ¤ credit: Kevin | 09.03.03 at 09:30 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
No, we're not supposed to do that like that. Good waiters wait until you've started your meal, and your mouth isn't full, and check to make sure it's all to your liking.
Dumb waiters wait until your mouth is full. Heh, dumbwaiter.¤ ¤ credit: Annessa | 09.03.03 at 10:12 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
Yeah, that always happens to me too. You look like a total pig and you hope someone else at the table doesn't have anything in their mouth so they can answer for you.¤ ¤ credit: tricia | 09.03.03 at 10:27 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
Sure seems that way, doesn't it? Or when they ask if they can refill your coffee as they pour coffee in the remains of your cup of tea.¤ ¤ credit: Hey Lisa | 09.03.03 at 10:33 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
I always hold up a hand to make them wait till I am done chewing, then tell them everything is fine. Works especially well when they are swamped.¤ ¤ credit: a different Bill | 09.03.03 at 11:04 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
where'd you eat at to inspire this?¤ ¤ credit: halla | 09.03.03 at 11:48 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
When my friends worked at Chili's in college, the rule was "2 and 2" - give the customer 2 minutes, for 2 bites, and check in to see if the food was prepared correctly.
Since I'm usually still working on the appetizer two minutes after the main plate arrives, I just look at them funny when they ask me how the food is and let them figure it out for themselves. They usually do. Usually.
CS¤ ¤ credit: Captain Sunshine | 09.03.03 at 11:55 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
:)) Hmmm.. Here in Holland they don't ask you "how is everything" at any point. If you get lucky in a Dutch restaurant they take your plates away before giving you the bill!¤ ¤ credit: Sweety | 09.04.03 at 01:37 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
When I did my time in the restaurant biz, we were told to check on the customers, but I wouldn't ask them how they were doing if they were chewing their food. Nobody did who I worked with.
What I hate is when after they've served you your food and did check on you, they disappear and don't come back for a long time to give you the bill, especially if you have to be somewhere by a certain time. I shouldn't have to ask another server or the manager to please give me my bill. It's not like the person who is our server is swamped, this usually happens when it's not that busy.¤ ¤ credit: Kathy | 09.04.03 at 01:39 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
Doesn't really matter where we ate -- it happens to us at every restaurant, every time we go out, it seems -- like this entry indicates. (Although this time it just happened to be Don Pablos.)¤ ¤ credit: robyn | 09.04.03 at 03:17 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
Yes, they do train you to do it. The real good ones can ask when you are swallowing and start to choke.¤ ¤ credit: Yog Sothoth | 09.04.03 at 09:35 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
I'm with Kathy -- there's nothing worse than when you're sitting at your table ready to go and you have to wait and wait and wait for someone to come back with your bill.¤ ¤ credit: Jen | 09.04.03 at 10:07 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
And it's inevitable a bigger bite than you should have taken so it takes forever to get it chewed and swallowed and you end up feeling like a total pig.
At least that's what they do to me!¤ ¤ credit: Sunidesus | 09.04.03 at 03:22 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
happens often, at any restaurant. i hate it. guaranteed to give me a reason to figure out 15% and dig for change instead of the much simpler just under 20% out of bills.¤ ¤ credit: rammer | 09.07.03 at 01:49 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
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