In January of 2010, the start of the decade, I wrote about babies. It was short and sweet.
News flash parents... we're servers, not sitters. Take care of your kid's necessities before you set in my section. Let me take care of serving you filets and cabs, while you serve your kid peas and naps. That way the only one crying during your meal will be just the baby and not me.
At that time I was dating my soon-to-be wife, and we had no immediate plans of having children. But I was constantly asked to cater to new parents asking me to warm up their bottles of formula while I was busy with other tables. Now I'm married with a 2-year-old and I know for a fact that we would never burden a server or bartender to warm up some formula or milk.
Also, why be so trusting with your baby's food? I know how obsessed we were with keeping everything clean and sanitized around our daughter, but to give a bottle that your child is going to be drinking from to a complete stranger who has touched multiple people's dirty plates and glassware to handle is beyond assinine to me! And gross! Stop what you're thinking, I always washed my hands after clearing dirty tables and such, but still !?!
I am still amazed at how many people bring their newborns into restaurants. I get it, you want to get out of the house because you're going cray-cray, but think about the environment you are bringing them to; a place that's loud, busy, and germy.
I guess I haven't changed much in this circumstance. Oh well. I guess I get back to washing out some baby bottles and warming up some formula.
Until next time... Server's don't pay their rent with compliments.
"Bitter. Party of 1? Your table is ready."
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