The Restaurant is Italian. I think I've made this clear before, but this needs to be known for the following tale... TJ tells me a table full of Asians sits in his section and when they ordered, they ask him if the chef has any "fresh ginger he can shave on top of their entrees."
Seriously? Fresh ginger? Here's a selection of questions I'm sure to hear in the next week:
"So I'm on this diet. My 3 children are going to split one pasta and I was wondering if you could just throw this lean cuisine in the microwave for me for a couple minutes?"
"I have this itch I can't quite reach. Would you mind? No not there...a little lower...oooh to the left. Perfect....ahhh."
"You don't have orange soda? So I'm gonna run next door to the deli and get one. That cool?"
"Could you repeat all 12 of the specials you just said? I was busy texting."
"Could you scrape the sesame seeds off these rolls?"
"Could you just give me a kidney? Just one little kidney?"
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