I've been here a few times and the waitresses remember me. I order my usual glass of white wine with food.
|Mine was even fuller|
This has become a routine: I see her coming towards me with her body sheltering the overfull glass from the direction where the owner might lurk, I give her a slight nod and take a BIG gulp as soon as she puts the glass down.
I have seen the owner once or twice and in addition to being cheap to his staff as evidenced by several postings close to the kitchen he does NOT look like a person I would dare to mess with.
While I like a full glass of wine ;-), it might at some point become necessary to tell that lovely waitress that I am not worth risking trouble with her boss.
A few days later she arrives at my table with a beaming smile. Today is your lucky day, she says, when presenting me with my double double yolk breakfast
|Actual picture of my actual eggs ;-)|
Life should and MUST NOT be about account balances and figures before and after the decimal point. Life is about living human beings. Like the Greek pensioner who tried to withdraw his wife's pension payment at 4 different banks.
Grown men may be reduced to tears by loss or compassion but NEVER EVER should something as stupid as money be allowed to have that effect
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