The food and the waiter





He posed for the first picture with the appetizer. Then he complained all night . . . who are you talking to on the phone - I'm trying to take your order, (poor James didn't like it when the guy took the phone from me), then - are you taking pictures of the food again, you want more silverware?, you want plates with your dessert sampler? and then brought us like 12 of them. Who's Kimberly? Why do we have to wait for her? He was crazy. Marti loved it and laughed all night. We were there for about 2 hours.
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