We used to frequent some Italian/pizza places in northern NJ. On slow nights, there was always one of their kids doing homework at one of the tables. They always seemed to love my kids. One owner got upset when I told him I was moving to VA from NJ. "You can't go"! Nothing up-scale, to be sure. But we never robbed the place.
“On slow nights, there was always one of their kids doing homework at one of the tables. “
I love those kind of places and from my experience it’s a sign of some tasty cooking.