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Post by dumdave on Mar 3, 2016 12:49:33 GMT -6
My 1st job was bussing tables at the old Lampliter Room at the bowling alley. My job was to bring out huge trays of food for the waitress to serve. One time, someone almost got 4 spaghetti dinners dumped on their head from behind. I got lucky and didn't drop it, but the plates were starting to slide!
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Post by helencrump on Mar 3, 2016 23:04:48 GMT -6
When I was a preteen, my friend and I went around the neighborhood asking our neighbors for odd jobs. One kindly neighbor hired us to serve at a dinner party that she was throwing for her friends. We were to be in the kitchen, and then would present each course, then clear it, and present the next one and so on. That also taught us a lot. We were grateful to have the opportunity and the ladies present were so nice to us. They had a lovely evening without the host having to jump up between courses, and we learned a lot that night. I had a job like that when I was a freshman. We started by serving trays of drinks and hor'dourves. We also served and cleared for the meal, and then served after dinner drinks. The parties were themed, and the one i remember the most was St. Patrick's Day. Some of the drinks were green. And there was a lot of champagne! One of the girls was sneeking drinks of champagne, and i was worried we would all get in trouble.
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Mar 4, 2016 6:13:19 GMT -6
Post by roman on Mar 4, 2016 6:13:19 GMT -6
The recent discussion of table etiquette reminds me of a famous advertisement for a book on etiquette. Written back in 1919, the ad depicts a perplexed young woman and shows her thinking as she sits across a restaurant table from a date she would like to impress. Uncertain as to the pronunciation of most of the items on the menu and worried about how to handle the array of silverware, she thinks: “I better order chicken salad again.” The ad was very effective, but it had an unintended consequence: ordering chicken salad became a nation-wide joke and it was dropped from many menus. I couldn’t figure out how to download the ad, but it can be found at www.infomarketingblog.com/images/Again_She_Orders_A_Chicken_Salad_Please.pdf
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Mar 4, 2016 6:48:50 GMT -6
Post by capncrunch on Mar 4, 2016 6:48:50 GMT -6
Talk about etiquette. I want to see how many can answer. When it comes to silverware, do you start with the silverware close to the meal or start with the silverware away from the meal?
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Mar 4, 2016 7:01:38 GMT -6
Post by roman on Mar 4, 2016 7:01:38 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2016 7:27:32 GMT -6
Silverware is overrated...
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Mar 4, 2016 8:28:32 GMT -6
Post by capncrunch on Mar 4, 2016 8:28:32 GMT -6
Has anyone had any embarrassing moments while eating?
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Mar 4, 2016 8:32:59 GMT -6
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Post by antamaleen on Mar 4, 2016 8:32:59 GMT -6
Like laughing so hard, you start choking on your drink. You can no longer breathe and getting ready to blackout. So your body takes over and you spit your drink clear across the table. Does that qualify? Lol!
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Mar 4, 2016 10:04:08 GMT -6
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Post by kickstand on Mar 4, 2016 10:04:08 GMT -6
I like eggs
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Mar 4, 2016 10:05:06 GMT -6
Post by capncrunch on Mar 4, 2016 10:05:06 GMT -6
Like laughing so hard, you start choking on your drink. You can no longer breathe and getting ready to blackout. So your body takes over and you spit your drink clear across the table. Does that qualify? Lol! And hopefully not coming out of the nose.
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Mar 4, 2016 10:05:38 GMT -6
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Post by kickstand on Mar 4, 2016 10:05:38 GMT -6
Way back when I lived in Erie, PA me and some buddies ate stew in a really nice camper. You had to be there.
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Mar 4, 2016 10:05:47 GMT -6
Post by capncrunch on Mar 4, 2016 10:05:47 GMT -6
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Mar 4, 2016 11:06:53 GMT -6
Post by helencrump on Mar 4, 2016 11:06:53 GMT -6
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Post by Anonymous on Mar 4, 2016 11:37:13 GMT -6
Right now mine is bare with nothing on it. I did just wax it tho! lol I can't find a good centerpiece for it.
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Post by Anonymous on Mar 4, 2016 11:38:42 GMT -6
When I was a preteen, my friend and I went around the neighborhood asking our neighbors for odd jobs. One kindly neighbor hired us to serve at a dinner party that she was throwing for her friends. We were to be in the kitchen, and then would present each course, then clear it, and present the next one and so on. That also taught us a lot. We were grateful to have the opportunity and the ladies present were so nice to us. They had a lovely evening without the host having to jump up between courses, and we learned a lot that night. I had a job like that when I was a freshman. We started by serving trays of drinks and hor'dourves. We also served and cleared for the meal, and then served after dinner drinks. The parties were themed, and the one i remember the most was St. Patrick's Day. Some of the drinks were green. And there was a lot of champagne! One of the girls was sneeking drinks of champagne, and i was worried we would all get in trouble. My friend broke some glass thing that went to the percolator. She was so afraid she would get in trouble even though it was an accident. The hostess was fine about it. We even offered to pay for it but she refused. Every time I pass the house we served at, I think of that night.
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