Is this seat taken?

This female bluebird was making a second attempt at landing on the bird feeder. Things were crowded at The Window Cafe and seats were in short supply. There didn’t seem to be anyone in charge at the hostess desk, so it was pretty much first come, first served. I myself would find this system too stressful.

We were eating at a restaurant that was right next to the waters of the Gulf of Mexico in Florida a few years back. They had not yet perfected the system for checking in with a hostess, and we ended up with a group of three people hovering next to our table while we finished our meal!

My husband, normally a very courteous sort, finally was pushed to his limits. He pushed back his chair, asked the woman standing at his elbow if she’d like to finish his coffee, and we left the vultures to pick at our leftovers. (I’m sure they didn’t actually do that, but I thought it gave this story a dramatic finish.The rest of the story is 100% true.)

THE RESTAURANT CRITIC…

2577  Taking a bite out of the branch (39 of 1)

” THIS IS QUITE PLEASING TO MY GASTRO SYSTEM. I DETECT A SLIGHT HINT OF TRUFFLES, WITH PERHAPS A DASH OF HICKORY TREE.”

“I MUST HAVE ONE MORE BITE TO BE CERTAIN.”

DSC_6535 wm  CHUBBY GOLDILOCKS

“OH DEAR…THAT LAST BITE MADE ME FEEL SO FULL..I NEED TO FIND ANOTHER LINE OF WORK… ONE WEEK ON THE JOB AND I’VE GAINED EIGHT OUNCES!”

THE HAMBURGER WITH A NAME…

PLEASE MEET KEVIN....I DON'T KNOW HIS LAST NAME.
PLEASE MEET KEVIN….I DON’T KNOW HIS LAST NAME.

YES….I…ATE…THIS…WHOLE…HAMBURGER…

YES…I…AM…ASHAMED…

IT…TASTED…REALLY…GOOD…

IT…SEEMS…TO…HAVE…SWALLOWED…MY…BELLYBUTTON….

(The hand belongs to our waitress…she was afraid of “Kevin”)