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Ain't no summer like a Euro summer



Once again it's time for everybody's favorite time of year...

When restaurants and bars are filled with tan lines, accents, and the absence of gratuities.  Beaches are showered with both men AND women wearing bikinis without the tops, and exposing hair that most people would consider to be offensive.

It could only mean one thing, it's Euro Summer!

From UCLA Summer School, to the Hollywood Walk of Fame, to baking on the beach, summertime is the time for the European crowd to come to Southern California to soak up the sun, nightlife, and to experience the what we have all come to enjoy from this great area.

The one thing that is missing, is the server's ability to make money off of this group of people.  When the customs agent stamps their passports, they should also make them sit through a class on how to tip in America.  Unfortunately, restaurant checks do not have an automatic gratuity added to them.  Unless it is a large party, of course.  And I am in no way trying to discourage Europeans from dining out while they are here.  But rather, trying to educate them on the proper way to express their thanks to their servers for a job well done.  TIP!

And I'm not talking about tossing a few bucks on the table and calling it a tip.  We are talking 18 to 20 percent of the TOTAL BILL.  Anybody who does less is stuck in the 80's, listening to "Flock of Seagulls," and believes that servers don't declare their tips to the IRS.

And don't get me wrong, it's not just Europeans.  Australians, Japanese, and South Americans also fit into this "what-may-seem-like-a-racist-blog" category.

Then everybody will be happy and have a good time.  And now we can move on to other pressing, important things, like, body odor and hairy backs.

Until next time... Server's don't pay their rent with compliments.

"Bitter.  Party of one?  Your table is ready."

The Bitter Bistro


Comments

Caveman said…
Hopefully they will leave their kids at home this summer! Great video clip. Thanks for sharing that.
I agree! You're welcome. Thanks for reading my blog.

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