A nice thing about a holiday is being served properly even in an
inexpensive restaurant. Why do we put up with having to queue at the bar
with our table number in the UK? I am sure that if they had a roving waiter
with one of those electronic things that transmits the order to the kitchen
they would sell more food as people would be more inclined to order extras.
Nothing worse than getting to the head of the queue at the bar and then
having to go back and ask "Is that with peas or beans?" I hate it after a
meal when grandson decides a sweet would be nice and I have to go back to
the bar and repeat the process. If there was a waiter we might all have a
sweet every time and another round of drinks.????. (Gripe over)
On Thursday, July 9, 2015 at 2:12:28 PM UTC+1, DerbyBorn wrote:
That's what you get for eating at a pub pretending to be a restaurant, alon
g with microwaved food more often than not. There are plenty of inexpensive
restaurants with table service, there are plenty of pubs with restaurant s
ections with table service. Take your business elsewhere if you don't like
the level of service offered. Don't forget to tip your waiter if he has don
e his job well.
Yup. We have two pubs in our village, one of which has always had a
waitress-service restaurant included, the other is a spit-and-sawdust
pub, in which the owner now serves food in the evenings in the lounge.
He is often the waiter. Both places take your order at your table.
I don't even know of a place locally such as is described by DerbyBorn.
Must be a provincial, or big city, thing.
Trouble with the restaurants with table service is that too many of
them aren't cheap (especially the puds), and they substitute tasty food
with presentation. Whereas within some limits I doan, in fact, give a
fuck how its presented.
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nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted" -- Bill of Rights 1689
Is it not down to prices? There are pubs that serve food, and
restaurants. Yes, there are pubs with restaurants, but the restaurant
is not the pub.
Personally, I like pubs that serve food, and don't mind ordering at the
bar, but don't go at busy times. We tend to eat relatively early.
Ha! It sounds like you haven't been to one of those places in Italy
where you have to pay the cashier without the benefit of a menu or the
ability to see or point to what you want, then take the receipt to
another counter where the food is displayed so that you can place your
order and hand over the receipt. They're a nightmare for anyone without
reasonably good Italian.
It was a common way for the shops to be organised in Russia in those
rather awkward if you don't know what you want is called. standing one
side of a bakers at the cashier trying to pint to the loaf across the
other side you want. Then going and getting it and waiting to find out
wht it was that you actually bought.
On Fri, 10 Jul 2015 17:16:52 +0100, tim..... wrote:
True...but some of those were butchers, etc. where it was done for
OTOH, my mum worked in the Co-Op from the age of 14. At 16 she was
trusted as a cashier (ca. 1944) and worked at the end of one of those
vacuum tube setups (and, on bad days, in the 'overhead wireway' booth in
the basement where theer presumably wasn't enough 'suck' to get stuff to
the cashiers' office on the top floor). That may have been mistrust of
the shop floor staff, or simply security.
Of course, she *had* to laeve when she had a child (me).
On Friday, 10 July 2015 18:33:41 UTC+1, Bob Eager wrote:
also a lot of people would have shopped daily (because of lack of refrigeration at home) but had a weekly or monthly account, so the cashier wouldn't just be handling cash but would also be writing up each customer's ledger.
On Thu, 09 Jul 2015 20:57:35 +0100, Tim Watts wrote:
Did you ever go to Foyles in Charing Cross Road up to a few years ago?
That was run in the same sort of way.
They paid their junior staff peanuts, and on one occasion they had a
meeting to discuss unionisation. They weren't allowed to have it on the
premises so they went somewhere else. Management photographed everyone
who attended. Staff never lasted more than six months.
Because of all this, they never trusted the staff. So, to buy a book:
1) Browse shelves and choose book. In the technical aisles this wasn't
always easy due to the Byzantine 'organisation'.
2) Take book to assistant.
3) Assistant writes out a 'chit' stating the amount due.
4) Take chit to cashier at other end of the floor, and pay (cashiers were
scarce but presumably a bit more trusted).
5) Take stamped chit back to assistant and collect book.
Stuff used to be "organised" by publisher, IIRC, rather than topic.
I haven't been there for a few years, since I (i) don't work in London
any more & (ii) as a result my dentist isn't opposite Foyles any longer.
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I don't have an attitude problem.
I don't go as often as I used to. I believe it has now 'modernised' a
bit. But I used to go in Blackwells instead, where I happened upon the
reprint of the famous 'Lions' book (which then went out of print again).
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