Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I've Proposed to the Waiter....Again....

20 years ago when I used to travel alone for work, I'd bring the newspaper. Now I have Crackberry. Amazing how the Crackberry makes me feel connected - I am posting facebook statuses, trading jokes with my nephew, chatting with friends, catching up on blogging. So despite sitting in a noisy NY restaurant alone, I don't realize I'm alone. I look around and all us singletons are texting or blackberrying our aloneness away. Except for that moment when I sit back, sigh and thank God for a good waiter, a kickass pinot grigio, and seabass that is so good I want to cry. After 24 hours without food I am ready to eat the tablecloth. My seasoned waiter brought me chunks of parmesan so good I want to crawl into it and live there. And just when I'm thinking life can't possibly get better, he recommends dessert "warm chocolate lava cake - chocolate cake with a warm liquid chococolate center topped with vanilla ice cream and carmelized bananas." I took a photo with my phone but it disappeared and didn't save....well neither words nor photos could do it justice anyway. Did I ever tell you how I married my waiter in vegas for ordering me the perfect dinner? ** I think I need to divorce him for this one.... I'll keep you posted....

** If you've never given over your dinner selection to a seasoned waiter in a fine restaurant, you should try it. Let them order for you and you might experience something you would not have chosen and therefore would have missed an amazing culinary delight. I happen to love food of all types, shapes, sizes and states of doneness, so this is tons of fun for me. I have yet to be disappointed. Except that I have to stop proposing to them....

12 comments:

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

This is probably not happening at my local pizza joint--which is all my 2009 budget can bear. It sounds great, though.

Katy said...

Eating in Vegas is almost an out-of-body experience. Forget gambling, I go there to eat!

Busy Bee Suz said...

Sounds wonderful...I have never let a waiter order for me...I let coach on occasion though....yummm on the dessert.
Take care...can't wait to hear the waiter story...is he pining away for you somewhere???

Paranoid said...

Now that I know you're on facebook, I just sent you a friend request.

Big Brother said...

I will let them order for me except when they suggest the seafood at a steakhouse. Sorry, but I go to the Y.O. Steakhouse in Dallas each month for the BUFFALO.

Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said...

I totally go to Vegas for the food. And I'd totally marry someone who ordered me a good meal. Totally.

Clippy Mat said...

yeah, what jenn said. my 2009 waiters will not be recommending menu selections paired with a suitable wine. more like, 'do you want fries with that?'
:-(

dkuroiwa said...

I don't think I would try that here...I'd probably end up with a)something just from the sea and still moving or b) any part of any animal/fish that we (as in non-Asian) just. do. not. eat.

In America, I'd probably do it in a heartbeat because the menues and all they offer pretty much freak me out and I can't decide...a waiter like that would be great!!

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myra said...

That's it - separated at birth. Sea bass makes ME cry too! And molten chocolate lava cake? Please. Marry him.

Lana said...

I'm not brave enough to have someone order for me. :P I might let that happen for a desert though...maybe.

DysFUNctional Mom said...

We had a dessert like that on our Bahamas cruise, minus the bananas. It was freaking unbelievable!!