this splits my family down the middle hard. my parents don’t care and don’t give a shit. other family members do. it’s a disaster at large gatherings; the mutterings and side-glances generate about 10MW, enough to power 6500 homes*
*Source; 1MW powers 650 homes, https://www.boiseweekly.com/boise/megawhat/Content?oid=3433953, “We asked the Idaho Public Utilities Commission to settle the matter, and it came down somewhere in the middle: 1 MW hour can serve about 650 residential homes.”
The only time I went to a Vapiano I chose a queue with a very slow pasta person while the queue next to me had a much faster pasta person and served about four people in the time it took my pasta person to serve one. A very frustrating experience.
you will have to absolutely INSIST and even then I will eat my food like a naughty puppy that’s found the treats in plain sight of its owner but knows it can get a few down before shit hits the fan
Always ask. Always ask to bring the kids out first. Always. Fucks sake, we even order the food for the kids before we’ve even looked at the adult menu.
really awkward when they don’t tell you that’s how they do it and they just start bringing you shit completely at random
here is person A’s main
*two minutes later*
and here is person A’s starter
*two minutes later*
side dish for person B
*ten minutes later*
side dish for person A
Useful to always wait but now I think airs and graces around food are ridiculous so I just start. I’m sure there’s exceptions to this, special meals or something, but as long as the person serving isn’t going to be eating once you’ve finished it’s fine
Fine if it’s a tapas/sharing small plates kind of a place. If it’s just a normal restaurant and they can’t be arsed organising their kitchen properly, GTFO