Author: Restaurant Gal
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Sea Gazing
At low tide on my little beach, the wet sand emanates random popping sounds. A few hours before sunset on my little beach, a golden tone colors everything, and the ocean and rocks sparkle in the backlight. On this afternoon after a busy day at work, the quiet was such that you could hear the…
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Fortune’s Quarter
I felt like crap–achy, stuffy head, cough. I had not been sick in years, even working so closely with the public as I have in various restaurants. Not a sniffle, not a thing. Until now. “He will think I am bailing again for the 95th time,” I complained to my co-worker. “But I really don’t…
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RG Interview
Check out a five-question interview with yours truly on Menu Pages South Florida. And now I must go back to digging out all the fleece I thought I would never wear again as I try to stay warm during this taste of winter that is sweeping south all the way to the Keys! Brrr. Even…
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Just Like Me
“I need a butter knife, said Upset Waitress as she rummaged through my kitchen drawer, “In case I have to break into my house. I forgot my keys and don’t know if my husband left the house unlocked.” It’s weird down here–folks rarely lock anything. She paused as she looked at the tarnished silver handles…
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Four Easy Weeks
“Are you a local?” asks a customer who is desperate for me to say yes, because she and her husband and the other couple with whom she is traveling are desperate for a truly local experience at my restaurant. Yes, I am, I tell her. “Oh, how wonderful!” she exclaims. “I told you she had…
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Such a Small Town
I think I had 9 tickets going at once at one point yesterday. I know all but two tables were full and I was on my own. Everyone got fed. I didn’t get too weeded. No one complained. So I guess I am getting the hang of this. Then, while out on a date last…
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In Appreciation
Today is Upset Waitress‘s last day at our restaurant. I don’t know whether to hug her or slap her. After all, she’s the one who convinced this gal to travel south and enjoy the quiet Keys life for the season. And now she’s leaving me to stumble around on my own. She says I’ll be…
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No One Told Me…
…that when you move to the Keys, your auto insurance premiums will go down, but your health insurance premiums will skyrocket. …that you will quickly determine the need for dress flip flops. …that you will quickly determine absolutely no need for any article of dress-up clothing you wore in Fort Lauderdale, and that includes those…
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Homesick
I haven’t missed an inauguration in D.C. since I was…I don’t know, born maybe. In fact, I haven’t missed much in D.C. when Mall crowd numbers are counted. I remember only that I was very young when my stepfather drove my siblings and me downtown and ferried us up to his hotel’s rooftop so that…
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Home Work
“He said you seemed like you were kinda slow ‘up here,’” laughed Upset Waitress, pointing to her temple. “What? You mean because…” “Because he thinks you are a total moron–an idiot,” she laughed again. Of course, he came in again today. He comes in every day. He is 70 and looks and acts like someone…