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Frogleg wrote:
On Mon, 06 Oct 2003 10:44:48 -0400, Nancy Young What do we go to restaurants for? Uninterrupted conversation? A genteel social occasion? Super food? Convenience? There are bezillions of restaurants that feature meals on paper plates, or famously rude personnel (some deli in NYC comes to mind) but superior pastrami, or waiters on rollerskates as entertainment, or cheap family meal specials, or uniformly reliable chain food, or the ultimate gourmet experience with 'European' service (on a good night). Years ago, I got really tired of restaurants with salad bars -- I don't want to stand in line with a plate; I want someone to serve me a salad. I'm with you. Once I sit down, I want to stay that way until it's time to leave. Having said that, there was this one restaurant that had a nice salad bar and I'd order that for lunch once in a while. I knew I'd have to go get it, but threading my way to the salad bar wasn't really my idea of a good time. When I go through a fast food drive-in lane, I want cheap, *fast* food. When I pay $50 for a meal, I want food I can't/don't cook at home, and a waiter who will retrieve a dropped napkin in under a minute. If a 'soup nazi' offers a product I enjoy, I can decide whether I want to stand in line for the soup. We can read the reviews and get recommendations from friends. It'd be nice if Burger King's 99-cent specials were served with perfect gentility. Not likely to happen. (Can you say "minimum wage"?) All I expect is some hustle and no attitude. I don't want to grill my own steak, construct my own salad, have waitstaff sing 'Happy Birthday', or play violins at my table. I rarely, if ever, can afford celebrated 'fine dining' experiences, so I go for pretty good food I don't have to prepare, at a reasonable price. Nothing wrong with that, though I just got an iffy lunch today. Eh, I wasn't really hungry, I was there for the company. No, I specifically do not wish for people to sing to me. I have been to my share of 'fine dining' restaurants, but they are not my style. I prefer pub type places, you know, with a bar and tables, usually dark, casual. I vastly prefer to sit at the bar, so you go find two seats and cop a squat. If I'm going to sit at a table, I want someone to take me to my table or pick one out if that's how it is. Then, I want the person assigned to that table to come take my drink order, then my food order suitably later. 'Take a number' sounds fair to me. I seriously don't want to go stand someplace and place my order and be given a number. That doesn't fly with me. It's not a place I would frequent. nancy |
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On Mon, 06 Oct 2003 14:06:50 GMT, Rhonda Anderson
wrote: Apparently, the system in place at this restaurant was that if you wanted something you raised the statue upright - when the waiter had dealt with you, it was laid on its side again. So, it seems that some places already have the flag system, albeit in other forms g. There are restaurant chains in the states (e.g., Panchos Mexican Buffet) that have the flag system. Whenever you want something, you raise the little flag on your table. |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 14:02:23 -0400, Nancy Young
wrote: Frogleg wrote: 'Take a number' sounds fair to me. I seriously don't want to go stand someplace and place my order and be given a number. That doesn't fly with me. It's not a place I would frequent. nancy That type of restaurant is becoming more and more popular in my area. One version is to stand in line, place your order, pay, then someone brings your food out to you (or in some places, you go retrieve your food). Another version is to stand in line, place your order, get a slip with your printed order on it for you to take to your table, then hand that slip to a server, who then brings your food out to you (and handles anything else you might order, like additional drinks, desserts, etc.). When you're finished with your meal, the server brings you a check, and you pay the server. Mary |
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sf wrote:
FYI: I've eaten there exactly ONCE. It was in Santa Barbara, so they should have been on their best behavior and the food should have been at the top of the game, but I absolutely HATED IT. I won't waste my money in any CPK again. AFAIC, it's okay for teens and college aged people, but if you're looking for prepared food or good service, you can forget about it. Stick your with your local owner operated pizzarias for better food and service. I first tried California Pizza Kitchen when they opened in Fort Lauderdale. We loved it. We went so often that the manager recognized us, and the waitresses treated us like real people. They skipped their scripts and didn't act like automatons. I was pleased with the food and liked the way I could make a meal out of appetizers, order as little or as much I wanted to eat. I'm in New England now. I don't care for the CPK here and avoid going, but it is the only restaurant in a mall, and there are some things we buy in malls though I like to avoid them too. Come to think of it, we were in the mall the other night for the express purpose of getting a few items before the Xmas decorations and dreaded Xmas carols started. --Lia |
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MareCat wrote:
On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 14:02:23 -0400, Nancy Young wrote: Frogleg wrote: 'Take a number' sounds fair to me. I seriously don't want to go stand someplace and place my order and be given a number. That doesn't fly with me. It's not a place I would frequent. nancy That type of restaurant is becoming more and more popular in my area. One version is to stand in line, place your order, pay, then someone brings your food out to you (or in some places, you go retrieve your food). Another version is to stand in line, place your order, get a slip with your printed order on it for you to take to your table, then hand that slip to a server, who then brings your food out to you (and handles anything else you might order, like additional drinks, desserts, etc.). When you're finished with your meal, the server brings you a check, and you pay the server. All the fun of eating out taken away. Thanks, but no thanks. nancy |
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sf wrote:
That's a practice called "up selling" if you didn't know the term already. It's done in all retail situations... that's why sales people push accessories when women buy shoes and if you try to buy lipstick, they show you eye shadow and blush - for men, that's why you don't end up with just the basic car you set out to buy. I was familiar with the practice, not the term. It is another one of my peeves. They may make the extra sale to a number of people who fall for it, but for someone like me, I get so annoyed that I don't go back. The waitress comes to the table and asks if I'd like a beverage. I answer that I just want water with no ice. She asks if I wouldn't like some ice tea or some lemonade. I answer that no, I'd really like water with no ice. Returning with the water, she asks if I'd like to order. I tell her the entree I'd like. She asks if I'd like appetizers. I say no; I'd like the entree I ordered. It goes on like that. No matter what I say I'd like, she contradicts me by asking if I wouldn't like something else. I say I'm ready for the bill. She asks if I'd like dessert. Then I have to say that no, I wouldn't like dessert; I'd like the bill. By the time I leave, I feel like I've been in an argument with someone who insisted that I repeat everything 3 times before she'll believe me. Not in restaurants, but in other retail situations, upselling loses sales. I'll tell the salesclerk what I'm looking for. If they try to sell me something else, I'll explain again what I'm looking for once or twice more, but then I get impatient and give up. I realize it is a business situation, but imagine it socially. Your friend asks if you'd like to see a movie. You answer no. He says "are you sure?" You answer that yes, you're sure, you don't want to go. A minute passes, and he asks if you'd like to see a different movie. You say no. Again he asks if you're sure. Again you say that you're sure. Then he asks again. And again. It may sound like he's merely asking an innocent question, but he's arguing. That's the sort of thing that makes me lose my temper. --Lia |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 10:09:43 -0500, Melba's Jammin'
wrote: On topically: { Masterfully and Mystically Exported from MasterCook Mac } Doubletree Hotel Chocolate Chip Cookies Recipe By: somebody named Todd Wilbur Serving Size: 1 Preparation Time: 0:00 Categories: Cookies Amount Measure Ingredient Preparation Method 1/2 cup rolled oats 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour 1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda 1 teaspoon salt 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon 1 cup butter softened 3/4 cup packed brown sugar 3/4 cup sugar 1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla 1/2 teaspoon lemon juice 2 eggs 3 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips 1 1/2 cups chopped walnuts Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grind oats in a food processor or blender until fine. Combine the ground oats with the flour, baking soda, salt, and cinnamon in a medium bowl. Cream together the butter, sugars, vanilla, and lemon juice in another medium bowl with an electric mixer. Add the eggs and mix until smooth. Stir the dry mixture into the wet mixture and blend well. Add the chocolate chips and nuts to the dough and mix by hand until ingredients are well incorporated. Spoon rounded 1/4-cup portions onto an ungreased cookie sheet. Place the scoops about 2 inches apart. You don't need to press the dough flat. Bake for 16 to 18 minutes or until cookies are light brown and soft in the middle. Store in a sealed container when cool to keep soft. For the best results, chill the dough overnight in the refrigerator before baking the cookies. Oooooo...thanks for this recipe!! I LOVE Doubletree chocolate chip cookies! (Used to work right across the street from the Galleria Doubletree in Houston. We'd walk over and snatch some for an afternoon pick-me-up.) |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 06:17:52 -0500, Melba's Jammin'
wrote: In article , Dog3 wrote: (snip) Now, what bothers me in some upscale restaurants here is the suffocation of perfect service. A few months ago I went to an acclaimed restaurant in St. Louis which my family has frequented for years. I swear, if I even look like I'm pulling out a cigarette a waiter shows up with a lighter to light it. You smoke? I'll bet your cardiologist loves that. "-) Story: Nice restaurant in Denver -- Le Profil -- waiters were standing around (not physically hovering and it must have been a not very busy evening), and every time I put my fork down, ours made a move to remove my plate. It made me nervous. I hate that. I hate being afraid to put my fork down, for fear the server will snatch up my plate as soon as I do. (Yeah, the server usually asks whether or not I'm done before removing the plate, but it's just annoying. It's nice when the server waits a few minutes to see whether or not I'm really done before asking/removing.) |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 05:24:43 GMT, Dog3
wrote: It's called a check back in some houses. After the main course is served, waiters ordinarily check back within a few minutes to see if all is well. If the wait staff did not check back, and you sat there with something you did not order or something not cooked to your satisfaction, would you not be just as irritated if the waiter did not check back if you could not catch his/her eye? It is standard procedure. Here is where we split hairs. If someone gets the wrong order, I think they should say so when it's put in front of them... WHY WAIT (???) until a waiter comes around to ask if everything is "okay"? Now, what bothers me in some upscale restaurants here is the suffocation of perfect service. A few months ago I went to an acclaimed restaurant in St. Louis which my family has frequented for years. I swear, if I even look like I'm pulling out a cigarette a waiter shows up with a lighter to light it. That would suit me just fine... except no one I know smokes. If fact, if I look like I'm going to sneeze - if they gave me a tissue, they get a BIG tip. Perhaps management gave them too many tables to be responsible for and not enough back up staff to keep the customers, like me, happy. It is impossible to please every diner, all of the time. I am a firm believer that when dining out, I can make it pleasant and enjoyable. If the service is miserable, I complain to management and save on the 20-25% tip I ordinarily leave. I don't complain about less than stellar service (unless it's absolutely abysmal), but my tip is only 15%... not the usual 20% for normal service or 25% for excellent service. I'm not rich enough to leave tips larger than the bill to wait staff that make a good impression on me. |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 09:00:57 -0400, Nancy Young
wrote: Melba's Jammin' wrote: Story: Nice restaurant in Denver -- Le Profil -- waiters were standing around (not physically hovering and it must have been a not very busy evening), and every time I put my fork down, ours made a move to remove my plate. It made me nervous. (laugh) I took my ex inlaws out to a fancy restaurant that had a smorgasbord (sp) every Friday night. Well, you never saw the waiters, but every time you went back up for more food, you'd come back to a clean, perfectly set table, with your linen napkin folded into some fancy shape. Finally my conservative mil pipes up, I think the waiter has a napkin fetish. I almost fell off my chair laughing. It was kinda weird like you were being stalked, like you were under scrutiny. No, I am so not complaining, that's good service. For a smorgasbord, that was first class service! What I would espect is the normal Las Vegas/Reno style "buffet" service of removing your "used" plate off the table when you leave to get another helping of food. It's a big "faux pas" to take your dirty plate back to the cafeteria line to load it up. |
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On 07 Oct 2003 08:11:25 -0500, Richard Kaszeta
wrote: I had a hotel experience like that once, in that the room service was very fast, very good, and very opportunistic... you wouldn't see them, and they wouldn't knock on your door, but if you stepped out for as little as five minutes (literally, I went to go grab a newspaper over in the lobby), you'd come back to a room with fresh linens, a clean and dry bathroom, vacuumed carpet, etc. A perfectly clean room. Indeed, the first time it happened, I thought I had come back to the wrong room, but there was my stuff, exactly where I left it[1]. I'm still not sure how they pulled that off. I was tempted one morning to do a setup to watch them work, but had other obligations. This was in a resort hotel in Jackson Hole, WY. They got a good tip. Sounds like a good experience on ship! I'd be a good tipper too if I had that experience. Jackson Hole is a place I've literally passed through once... saying "this is a place I want to visit again" because it looked like a setting from an old Western Movie. I don't know what it looks like now, but it had the raised sidewalks.... really! They had to be at least 3 feet off the ground. Anyway... with the quaintness of Jackson HOLE and the beauty of the Grand Tetons (big tits) - you get the one place on earth that was made directly under God's supervision. S |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 10:09:43 -0500, Melba's Jammin'
wrote Drifting sideways from the original post here, Rich: I stayed in a hotel and when I returned to my cleaned room, I wasn't 100% sure it had been cleaned. I asked at the desk and was told that if I'd left any personal items (clothing) about, they would work around it and would not touch my personal things. I think I'd left something on the bed. Shoot, it was okay with me if they folded my clothes. :-) Drifting your way... a few year ago, I was put up in a sub-standard motel while I went through some training for a non-public program a few years ago. There were no other rooms available elsewhere because they had people everywhere, so I didn't thing they were being cheap. The service was wonderful - considering we were put up in the armpit of motel row. However, one morning I was late getting going, so I accidentally left my white nightgown on the white bed sheets instead of hanging it up on the bathroom door-hook, as was my practice. I came back to a perfect room and - NO NIGHTGOWN!!! Needless to say, I was upset. Not only was it VERY expensive, it was an anniversary gift from my husband. I registered my "problem" with the front desk. Although no guarantees were made, it turned out that the office staff went through the laundry BY HAND and found my nightgown. They had it laundered, then packaged it up and sent to me. I should have expressed my gratitude in writing, but sadly... I didn't. Mea Culpa! Let everyone be warned.... do that one little thing for people who actually give you customer SERVICE. Someone screwed up? At the very least, give the people who made it right some acknowledgement. I didn't and I'm eternally sorry. There was a mistake, they took care of it and I didn't put my gratitude in writing (which I should have done). I called them and said "thanks", but a written message would have been 100% better because it would have ultimately contributed to a merit raise or better. Good customer service needs to be acknowledged in writing! Rant Off |
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On Wed, 08 Oct 2003 03:39:41 GMT, Julia Altshuler
wrote: sf wrote: That's a practice called "up selling" if you didn't know the term already. It's done in all retail situations... that's why sales people push accessories when women buy shoes and if you try to buy lipstick, they show you eye shadow and blush - for men, that's why you don't end up with just the basic car you set out to buy. I was familiar with the practice, not the term. snip I realize it is a business situation, but imagine it socially. Unfortunately, that's what's expected from the staff that annoys you... it's all in the "training". That sort of thing isn't natural for most people and that's why it annoys us instead of making us say "yes". |
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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 05:35:38 GMT, Hahabogus
wrote: sf wrote in : I like doing the dance especially the part where you yell WAITER or SERVICE real loud. Ensures good service for the rest of the meal. LOL! it SHOULD, if only by default. |