Andrew McConnell, one of the country's leading restaurateurs, often
comes into the cafe for a ham and cheese toasted sandwich. I recently
asked him about the renovations he is having done to the space next to
Cutler & Co. This is a conversation I've imagined having with him
next time he comes in.
"Hello, Andrew. How's the Hawaiian Bar coming along?"
Long blank stare. "I beg your pardon?"
"What's it going to be like anyway? You going to have all the waiters dress in floral shirts like Magnum? Are the waitresses going to wear grass skirts and those coconut shells on their boobies? That would be awesome."
Even longer blank stare. "I said wine bar, not Hawaiian bar."
"Oh. I see. No coconut shells on boobies then. Erm... your toasty is ready."
"Hello, Andrew. How's the Hawaiian Bar coming along?"
Long blank stare. "I beg your pardon?"
"What's it going to be like anyway? You going to have all the waiters dress in floral shirts like Magnum? Are the waitresses going to wear grass skirts and those coconut shells on their boobies? That would be awesome."
Even longer blank stare. "I said wine bar, not Hawaiian bar."
"Oh. I see. No coconut shells on boobies then. Erm... your toasty is ready."
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