Being denied service beats have some dyke spit in your dinner every day of the week in my book.
>>Being denied service beats have some dyke spit in your dinner every day of the week in my book.<<
Your post needs to be repeated.
Seriously, we have all but stopped eating at restaurants because of this. One has no clue of what goes on in the kitchens. Living in the Detroit area and seeing the population of “yuts” manning the grill, gives me pause.
Now if we go out, we frequent those places where I know the staff, know the kitchen help and tip generously. Lots of nice Chaldean restaurants in our area. Good people, nice Catholics and some even belong to our parish.
I’ll skip the over priced “bistro” and hit “Cozy Cafe” anytime.