A Tale of Two Families Pt 1.
So a couple of nights ago a family of four with young children walks into my section, I'm cussing the host out mentally as I go up to greet my new guests.
As a restaurant we aren't very kid friendly in the first place, and I believe my feelings on certain ill behaved demon spawn and their careless parents has been made clear on several posts.
Upon asking if anyone would like a glass of wine (which most families reject) the couple start to converse in French.
Great, Europeans, that'll be a great tip.
Surpisingly they order a couple of glasses of Pinot Noir, actually since they are French it wasn't that big of a surprise.
Returning to the table with the drinks I notice the parents moving all breakables, condiments, plates and such away from their progeny.
It becomes clear that these good people are the exception to a couple rules, those about the French and those about children.
They were polite, ordered decent and not afraid of their children, or ignorant of their behavior.
I noticed them talking to their children and looking over educational activity books with them.
A bit later the daughter started to act up and they unfolded a small stroller and put her in it as discipline and a way to quiet her down.
I didn't even see the stroller, it was actually of a sensible size.
Later they ordered a small order of gelato for the children.
A minute later I heard a crash.
Bowl on the ground, daughter looking upset.
The couple apologized profusely as they started to pick up the mess.
Amazed that someone would clean up after themselves I joined in.
"I'd be more than happy to get her a new bowl sir." I offered.
He smiled at me, "No thank you, I think she's learned her lesson the hard way tonight about being restless."
Upon dropping off the check I declared, "It has been a pleasure folks."
And it was.
They dropped a $20 bill on me.
I was happy, they were happy.
I never thought I would say this, but Viva la France.