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21 June 2006
Welcome to The Bunny Cafe... Would you like a table or a booth? →[More:] Do you have a preference? Any reason why?
Dating: If, when dining out and I am asked by the host/ess if I would like a booth or table, and I "like-like" my dining companion I will ask for the booth. If I have come to realize I don't "like him-like him in that way" I will ask for the table. If I really, really like him - I will sit on the same side of the booth next to him. When dining alone, I prefer a booth. Why? Chairs in restaurants aren't always the most comfortable things and I don't feel so obvious that I am dining alone if I am able to hide out in a booth in the back of the restaurant.
I think Cabana Boy must double as Waiter Boy, and I would like a booth please, one of those big comfy overstuffed leather ones with about five feet of space between my chest and the surface--which will be very large. Smoking must be allowed and I want a big ashtray. Coffee will be adulterated with a dollop of Bailey's or good whiskey upon request ... and on the sly so we can feel like we're getting away with something really cool. I tip big. BIG!
oh, and really really good lemon square like my Nanny used to make. I'll supply the recipe and be primary taste tester
Booth. But if you MUST seat me at a table, please do not sit me in the center of the room. I need to sit with my back to the wall or I get the heebie jeebies.
This reminds me of the Seinfeld episode where George is having lunch with his parents at the diner, but there aren't any booths available. Frank bursts out something to the effect of, "I didn't come all the way downtown to sit at a table!!"
That said, I'm a table person. I like the idea of booths, but sitting in one and trying to reach the table hurts my back.
But I'd rather sit at the counter. (Unless the stools don't have backs. And then they hurt too.)
My son, the new waiter, actually waited tables by himself for the first time today. One woman ordered coffee: "lukewarm, not hot, and pour 1/3 decaf, 1/3 regular, and 1/3 decaf on top of that".
I told him she was probably a plant brought in to test his patience, but he doesn't think so.