A Table in the Valley
A Table in the Valley I went to a fine dining establishment the other night. And by fine dining, I mean one of those places where you stand in line, order at the counter, and hope everyone working there is having at least a decent enough day to get your order right. They were not. The whole thing was a train wreck. There was a line almost to the door if you wanted one thing, but if you wanted actual food, there was no line. So I walked up with my wife and my mom, ordered our food, and sat down. My sister and her family were meeting us there, but they were just getting ice cream. By the time they got there, we already had our food. By the time they got through the ice cream line, we had already eaten. My wife and mom had already left. I’m sitting there feeling rude because I don’t want to leave. They came to sit down, eat ice cream, and talk with us, but at this point I had already eaten my food, sat there for a while, and watched the whole place slowly fall apart. The empl...