Overheard At An Italian Restaurant
A family came in; husband, wife and two young children. The husband ordered for the two kids and himself. Then, the wife, a rather large woman, said to the beleaguered looking waitress…
“Give me a Stromboli with Feta cheese, spinach and artichoke hearts.”
The waitress replied…
“The Stromboli are made up in the morning and we can’t substitute ingredients but, you can get a Calzone with anything you want. If you get the Calzone, I would recommend that you add either ricotta or mozzarella to the feta otherwise, they can get dried out.”
“You mean to tell me I can’t get a Stromboli OR a Calzone exactly the way I want it?”
“Well, you can get the Calzone with just the feta but, it’s lower moisture content and, they tend to be dry that way and tend to burn.”
“I am the customer here! You would think I would be able to get what I like!”
“I was only thinking you wouldn’t like it dried out or burnt.”
“Just bring me a medium, deep dish pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and a Diet Coke.”
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Pribek At Zazzle
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People are funny, aren’t they? lol
One of my favorite songs playing here today,
Jack,…….thanks, lol
“Two Trains”
Hahaa! My son will love this– he’s working as a waiter this summer in New Jersey…
I went to an Italian restaurant in Houston when I was thirty something and ordered ‘pasta fazule.’
The waiter didn’t have the foggiest idea what I was saying. Believe me I was not trying to be a jerk…really!
The manger came over and asked me what I ordered… ‘I said: it’s a peasant dish of beans and pasta…’ YIKES, I was embarrassed…
I tend to think that sometimes I live in a parallel world, and my bullshit is a lot of prattle.
Apologies if I have told this miserable anecdote before… sorry. Memory ain’t what is used to be. and the girl I was with was the preacher’s daughter and she was not impressed.