Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. It got a bit peculiar when I worked through Thursday, then all you people on the other side of the Date Line started wishing me a happy Thanksgiving on Friday, but our big dinner was going to be on Saturday. I’m writing on Sunday, and all is well with the world. I think I’ll just make this a photo-essay, since while I’ve been writing a fair bit, I haven’t been editing or posting. [As a technical note, the site I’m blogging on doesn’t seem to cope well with the 4-second packet delays I’m seeing some times, and goes away when I want it most.]
I volunteered to be a server for the first seating, and remembered all my experiences in Fine Dining from the customer side. In particular, I said, “my pleasure” a lot. I also refolded napkins whenever anyone stood up to get anything. A lot of people took their dishes to the dish pit, like any other day, rather than letting the servers clear. and a good time was had by all.
All told, it was a good time and I’m glad to be here. It was fun helping with prep work and serving, and fun sitting down and being served. These are good people, and I hope I can keep in touch with them.