Twenty-five

This past weekend G reached twenty-five months, and is generally doing well. We went to a dance parade, a book store, a playground, a park, a cafe, a laundromat and Legoland. It was fun.

One thing I don’t like about restaurants is lengthy menus. Too many choices overwhelm me. If a restaurant serves burgers and pasta, and Mexican and Thai fare, and specializes in desserts and drinks, I miss the concept of what is good there and what I should focus my attention on when ordering.

Another thing that annoys me is poor service. Rarely will bad service get a pass. The following things annoyed me recently during a visit to a restaurant: I was not greeted, there was no eye contact, there was no body language that indicated that I was being attended to, the cost of the food was not communicated until the food was ready for take out.

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