tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post5522940018047843100..comments2023-08-15T06:09:11.024-04:00Comments on Motherhood in NYC: A Quicky!Marinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489592695993949578noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-1947652248387436272009-07-22T08:55:03.598-04:002009-07-22T08:55:03.598-04:00I am that girl - I ALWAYS ask. It's because I...I am that girl - I ALWAYS ask. It's because I was a waitress for 6 years and I KNEW what was good and what was just mediocre. So if the waiter looks trustworthy, I ask him - and sometimes they are brutally honest and then its brilliant.Kash https://www.blogger.com/profile/17235432728404968138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-40932666064072626432009-07-21T07:38:50.543-04:002009-07-21T07:38:50.543-04:00OMG - I have a friend who consistently does this a...OMG - I have a friend who consistently does this and it makes me crazy. Whether its a diner or a 5 star restaurant. I have never asked a waiter to choose between 2 dishes. I dont care. <br />http://www.newyorkcitysinglemom.comNYC Single Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12946047820242947548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-53759952034628056822009-07-18T00:20:31.266-04:002009-07-18T00:20:31.266-04:00Oh god, I'm super picky...so what the server l...Oh god, I'm super picky...so what the server likes, I'll probably hate :PAmberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07999500699552069455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-10088268960075441402009-07-17T10:01:45.609-04:002009-07-17T10:01:45.609-04:00If I'm undecided between two dishes, then I...If I'm undecided between two dishes, then I'll ask the waiter's opinion. Or I'll ask him which is the bigger portion. Since I'm a fucking pig.rachel...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09513121601886576274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-51456228541360806522009-07-16T21:56:32.517-04:002009-07-16T21:56:32.517-04:00And how do you know what tripe is? I thought that...And how do you know what tripe is? I thought that was a southern anti-jew food option.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06999741671175495307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-57442510045517855932009-07-16T21:55:49.554-04:002009-07-16T21:55:49.554-04:00I only ask the waiter what he recommends when the ...I only ask the waiter what he recommends when the waiter is my husband. Because he is a caterer. And he has to worry about his safety if the outcome is bad.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06999741671175495307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-32368387446018521542009-07-16T21:37:15.470-04:002009-07-16T21:37:15.470-04:00I've never understood the "asking the wai...I've never understood the "asking the waiter" thing. This is someone wearing tux pants, black Nikes and their dad's tie, for God's sakes.<br /><br />(Also, maybe I don't ask because I know if I were a waiter, I would totally lie. About everything.)<br /><br />XO<br /><br />A.Anna Leflerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06968276973881720329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-70030338211411528232009-07-16T20:56:23.115-04:002009-07-16T20:56:23.115-04:00When I've narrowed it down a bit and I still c...When I've narrowed it down a bit and I still can't decide, I ask which is better. But I make sure that I would really be ok with any of my options first, because it would be SO RUDE to ask their opinion then ignore it. And I only do this when the waiter seems friendly and like the kind of person who actually eats. So, not skinny.Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00617451240486967647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-46148037823063574142009-07-16T20:24:45.626-04:002009-07-16T20:24:45.626-04:00I waited tables for years and whenever people aske...I waited tables for years and whenever people asked me I told them my honest opinion, because I had tried everything on the menu. It didn't bother me. My job was to help give them a satisfying meal, telling them my favorite thing on the menu was the least of the hassles a customer might cause. I never volunteered the info, though.CaraBeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04614627167922944626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-68837147147059218802009-07-16T19:52:37.005-04:002009-07-16T19:52:37.005-04:00I ask if I can't make up my mind and every thi...I ask if I can't make up my mind and every thing sounds good and I can afford it. I hate it when they personally recommend something and all I came in for was a cheap salad. Please, just shut up, take my order, and leave me with my lunch date.<br /><br />However, I never ask at an ice cream parlor. One time a friend asked for a recommendation. Stupid Ice Cream Girl suggested some blue flavor. It ended up coloring my friends mouth, teeth, tongue.... AND the flavor wasn't that great either. But then again, my friend should have realized that something radioactive blue would have done that.p-huonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05594758774588845690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-86204738657499265842009-07-16T19:32:42.293-04:002009-07-16T19:32:42.293-04:00I NEVER ask. Ever. Who cares what they like? :)...I NEVER ask. Ever. Who cares what they like? :)Claremont First Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02529859630615522678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-19794042998018199262009-07-16T19:01:03.802-04:002009-07-16T19:01:03.802-04:00"Many of my friends will ask the waiter what ..."Many of my friends will ask the waiter what his or her favorite dish is."<br /><br />Friends? You call these freaks your friends? So I'm perusing the blog roll, picking out choicy (if I add an 'e' it doesn't look right dammit and I can't be bothered to google it) titles and I read about this here 'quickie' and I think <i>fugget the last thing I need is some quickie post, where's the real deal?</i> and then I have another beer and as I'm strolling back down the blog roll I think hey, I'm pretty tired, a quickie would suit me fine and I read about these people. These friends.<br /><br />For me the waiter is an annoyance. An irritation.<br /><br />Forget that. What I really mean is I like it when they blend in, when they don't step or move out of place, when they don't fumble with the cutlery when you're in the middle of a deep and meaningful. So the last thing I ever do is ask them what they like.mo.stoneskinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10737422581378328590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-19828828577503027542009-07-16T18:09:00.766-04:002009-07-16T18:09:00.766-04:00I don't ask, because I doubt if the wait perso...I don't ask, because I doubt if the wait person had sampled everything on the menu...or maybe they have...I don't know. Plus it's none of my business what they like, plus I don't care. I KNOW I hate lamb, but everything else, if it's food, it generally like. <br />It also depends on if I'm on my everyotherday diet or not. <br />I have noticed, however, that of the people I'm with, the only ones that have asked that question are the ones that have lots of money, at least more than I have. I don't know what's up with that.Elenkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11377371859667172825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-47307027295944930362009-07-16T18:01:59.908-04:002009-07-16T18:01:59.908-04:00No, but my husband will. And then he wonders why h...No, but my husband will. And then he wonders why he isn't thrilled with *his* choice. Doofus.Issahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11309906249557761472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-73031492129281252752009-07-16T16:54:38.403-04:002009-07-16T16:54:38.403-04:00Ha. That is my mom. She always asks them and the...Ha. That is my mom. She always asks them and then looks the waiter up and down to determine their appearance. We always laugh at her.OHmommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12712111068636100187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-15961067455660864352009-07-16T15:53:55.242-04:002009-07-16T15:53:55.242-04:00If I'm in the mood to know, I ask them after I...If I'm in the mood to know, I ask them after I order--like, "I'll have the chicken, do you like it?" Because most of the time they suggest something I don't want anyways if I ask their opinion first. Like, Waiter: "oh, the ham is the best." becky: "oh, thanks, I'll have the steak." Sometimes the waiter's opinion about a certain thing at that particular restaurant is helpful. If I ask if they liked the chicken there, and they say no, I can ask why. And if they say something like that the sauce is a horrible consistency, then I may reconsider. But mostly, they usually say it tastes great, and that usually makes me feel like I've joined some elite club of fancy-chicken-eaters, and I enjooy my dinner even more.<br /><br />so that's it, I guess.Becky Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06585808568503624120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-46339609577560565252009-07-16T15:18:59.721-04:002009-07-16T15:18:59.721-04:00I've never asked what the wait staff's fav...I've never asked what the wait staff's favorite menu item is, but often they will tell me, "Oh, that's my favorite! It's delicious! You'll love it!" when I order something and then I feel a bit pressured to love it as they clearly do, and if I don't I lie when they come up and ask me if I do. As I'm taking a bit of it, naturally.for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-76669809715368939982009-07-16T14:40:14.644-04:002009-07-16T14:40:14.644-04:00So is your recommending that we read your 1 year o...So is your recommending that we read your 1 year old post anything like you recommending tripe?Gone, long gone.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06643107678702209552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-27258355635215698522009-07-16T14:28:41.284-04:002009-07-16T14:28:41.284-04:00I don't ask. Because I have this weird OCD th...I don't ask. Because I have this weird OCD thing that makes me order the same thing over and over. I have my favorite at each restaurant and that is what I eat and that is why I'm fat, because my server never says to me, have you thought about the fish tonight? Oh no, they are way too busy texting five billion people to recommend something for a fat person.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05649954118674570792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-50948865796838487832009-07-16T14:14:59.332-04:002009-07-16T14:14:59.332-04:00I don't ask, because I figure they're goin...I don't ask, because I figure they're going to suggest whatever the kitchen is really trying to get rid of, like last week's pork chops or something.Magpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-50524669473442013502009-07-16T14:08:42.537-04:002009-07-16T14:08:42.537-04:00Sometimes I ask but more so to gauge their integri...Sometimes I ask but more so to gauge their integrity. And, I could live well without that exchange. <br />However, I'm still on the fence as to whether I appreciate waiter performance-art antics or just want to be left alone. <br />Overall, I choose humanity, I suppose.Jessica Brandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12498652846413207925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-53775065040810044902009-07-16T13:49:49.559-04:002009-07-16T13:49:49.559-04:00whenever i go out to eat, i ALWAYS ask the person ...whenever i go out to eat, i ALWAYS ask the person behind the taco bell counter what their favorite dish is. usually they say something that sounds like, "morir, americano, mueren." and i always respond with something like, "gosh, i don't see that on the menu." then they usually give me a look we call "mad-dogging" here in california. has anyone tried this "morir, americano" dish? i'm guessing it has american cheese in it or something. sounds yummy!peajayenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-23191223783305561862009-07-16T13:41:26.012-04:002009-07-16T13:41:26.012-04:00I've never asked! I am intrigued when I order...I've never asked! I am intrigued when I order and the waiter says, "Good choice." Do they ever steer anyone away from a particular dish?Sandyhttp://www.sandyraymond.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-29416074042544570242009-07-16T13:31:06.080-04:002009-07-16T13:31:06.080-04:00I almost always ask the waiter when their favorite...I almost always ask the waiter when their favorite dish is. Mainly because it is VERY rare that I order the same thing twice from a restaurant (including McDonalds) - I just like to try new things. So if I have been to a restaurant more than a few times I will always ask and almost always go with their suggestions. Now I am feeling kinda bad after reading the comments above, I never do it to annoy the waiter/waitress - I honestly value their opinion. I figure they work there every day - they have probably had multiple things on the menu.Taminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-51747190897095086972009-07-16T12:52:35.181-04:002009-07-16T12:52:35.181-04:00I do not care what the waiter likes, because for 1...I do not care what the waiter likes, because for 1 everyone has different tastes. 2, he's probably obligated to say that EVERYTHING TASTES GREAT.Crystalhttp://kidthings.net/noreply@blogger.com