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Lots of Salmon
October 01, 2005

The rush of service was over, and we were all in the kitchen taking a breather when the Mother of the Bride (MOB) came in.


"The food is fabulous. People are raving."

I smiled and said, "Thank you!"

"Now. Which one of you ran into my Cousin Betty in the grocery store and told her we weren't having salmon?"

The Partner shot a look at me. And The Staff pretended they were busy folding napkins.

"It was me", I said a bit sheepishly.

"And, may I ask why you did that?"

"Because she was nosy. And I resent when people are nosy. I told you about our privacy policy, and I told her, too. But she wouldn't let up. If I have offended you I am..."

"Wait. Don't say another word."

And she threw her head back and laughed so hard she ended up doubled over and holding her stomach.

I let out a sigh and said, "So you're not mad, then?"

"Mad? Oh God no. I am thrilled! Cousin Betty is an old nosy hag. She drives everyone crazy, and we considered not inviting her. But that's not the right thing to do."

"So what did she say?"

"Oh she just came over to my table and proceeded to whine about having to grab burgers on the way to the wedding thinking there wouldn't be salmon. When I asked her what made her think there wouldn't be salmon she told me The Caterer told her. My husband nearly choked on his rice from laughing."

"So she's a little miffed, is she?"

"Oh she's sulking right now. And it's the best thing that's happened to her in a very long time. She's a stupid and hateful cow. My family is eccstatic."


"Glad I could be of help."

"Your tip is going to be huge!"

And with that she laughed her way out of the kitchen.


The Partner looked at me and said, "You're lucky. One of these days that smart-ass mouth of yours is going to get us all in a heap of trouble."

"Well today my smart-ass mouth made us some more money."

"I wouldn't go putting that talent on your resume."

"I thought you said the smart-ass thing was part of my charm?"

"You believe everything I say?"

"You told me these pants don't make my ass look big."

"I rest my case."

Posted by Foodwhore at October 1, 2005 05:26 PM

I'm glad she showed up! What a great story! LOL

Posted by: Echo at October 1, 2005 06:45 PM

LOL! Good for you and your tip!

Posted by: Barbara at October 1, 2005 06:53 PM

Ha!!
Bonus with the MOB's mirth.
Saweet.

Posted by: Jen in Door County at October 1, 2005 07:31 PM

Excellent! I laughed at both sides of the story.

Posted by: Nic at October 1, 2005 07:45 PM

Laughing too! Score one for the good guys.

Posted by: Jack at October 2, 2005 01:40 AM

oh, this is just soooooo good! :D

Posted by: Lil at October 2, 2005 04:26 AM

What a great story! Don'tcha love it when the snark pays off?

Posted by: Peggy at October 2, 2005 05:52 AM

That's awesome! I wondered if there were any clients or yours who turned out to be truely nice and understanding ... :)

Posted by: Katy at October 2, 2005 07:41 AM

I've been waiting for that pay-off. Burgers before the wedding, heeheeheehee.

Posted by: Tana at October 2, 2005 01:43 PM

Thanks for posting! I've been anxiously awaiting the end of the salmon story! Too funny!! LOL :-)

Posted by: Robin in Ohio at October 2, 2005 07:49 PM

I loved the salmon post last week, and secretly prayed that there would be a follow up. How perfect. Isn't it great that sometimes life just works out the way it's supposed to? I think this makes up for at least one bag failure in the stairwell, don't you?

Posted by: Alder at October 2, 2005 08:41 PM

All of the sad, pathetic 'tongue-biters' in the food industry, include me, live vicariously through you. Go get 'em!

Posted by: the pragmatic chef™ at October 3, 2005 10:12 AM

I came here specifically to check on the salmon, and you did NOT disappoint... the MOB calling you out and giving you a fat tip for it is icing on the cake

Posted by: carly at October 3, 2005 11:55 AM

I bet you get hired to cater their family's Thanksgiving dinner. They would specifically want you to tell the cousin there wouldn't be turkey or pie.

You might get hired to mess with Cousin Betty as a full time gig.

Posted by: veg4me at October 3, 2005 11:58 AM

For a moment, it could've gone either way. Thank goodness for karma!

Posted by: s'kat at October 3, 2005 12:37 PM

Classic. Just classic.

Posted by: HomefrontSix at October 3, 2005 07:14 PM

I can't get past the "stoping for burgers because we're craving salmon" part.

Posted by: Taz at October 3, 2005 07:57 PM

See? Being a smartass WAY pays off! I'm proud of you for doing that! And a good tip to boot!

Posted by: mandy at October 4, 2005 10:57 AM

Well, I was gonna comment on the "domestic ADD"
http://www.thefoodwhore.com/archives/2005/03/index.html
post but I am reading backwards and it is too late!
Great job on thwarting nosiness, unfortunately it is not random strangers that I need to thwart. I am enjoying your blog immensely, and if we ever get out that way I PROMISE we will behave in The Restaurant!

Posted by: tonja at October 5, 2005 02:37 PM

I so love it when you do follow-up stories. Thank you!

Hope my e-mail response is in the queue somewhere. Thanks for sharing all of your stories!

Posted by: ~Kabe at October 6, 2005 10:28 PM

 
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