Sunday, August 31, 2008

The Inspector

An elegant senior citizen had lunch with her brother and told me she used to own a lingerie store a few blocks away but was now retired and living in another state. I had heard of how classy her shop was and looked forward to serving a discerning diner. She ordered one of our house wines, which we bring to the table in an individual carafe, pour a taste for the customer to try and then pour the rest into his wine glass upon his approval.. This customer told me if we don't bring the wine bottle to the table the customer may think we've done a bait and switch (that's why you smell and taste first, lady) and why don't we fill the glass all the way. 'Cause it ain't orange juice, that's why.

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