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Did you ever have a server who was unforgettable, in a good way.
Posted on 3/9/23 at 8:23 pm
Posted on 3/9/23 at 8:23 pm
My favorite was at Tchopitoulas Plantation, when it was a restaurant, his name was Sam, his last name escapes me, but I think it was Baptiste. Sam was a very proper black gentleman, he was extremely good at his work, he made you feel special just to be with him. I was a sales rep mostly dealing with Avondale Shipyard, so I spent a lot of time there, out of town clients loved the grounds and atmosphere, so that was where I usually brought them.
Sam was always watching over my shoulder, if he thought I was drinking too much, he's cut me off, that next martini would be a water with a lemon twist. He didn't want me to make a fool out of myself with clients. If I said something remotely crude, Sam would be shaking his head at me.
I lost track of Sam when I moved to BR, he was 60 when I was 32, so I'm sure he's gone by now. But Sam, wherever you are, you were one of my favorite people I ever met.
Sam was always watching over my shoulder, if he thought I was drinking too much, he's cut me off, that next martini would be a water with a lemon twist. He didn't want me to make a fool out of myself with clients. If I said something remotely crude, Sam would be shaking his head at me.
I lost track of Sam when I moved to BR, he was 60 when I was 32, so I'm sure he's gone by now. But Sam, wherever you are, you were one of my favorite people I ever met.
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Posted on 3/9/23 at 9:33 pm to andouille
Quite a few cans engraved in my memory from Hooters all over the country.
Posted on 3/9/23 at 11:16 pm to andouille
What did the color of Sam’s skin have to do with the story?
Posted on 3/10/23 at 2:39 am to Treacherous Cretin
I’m thinking it added detail and helped give the reader a better description of the view in his mind’s eye. You know, like all writers do.
What did your question do, other than identify you as an inept reader that seeks racial disharmony in the middle of sweet story about a great black man?
What did your question do, other than identify you as an inept reader that seeks racial disharmony in the middle of sweet story about a great black man?
Posted on 3/10/23 at 7:00 am to Treacherous Cretin
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What did the color of Sam’s skin have to do with the story?
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I’m thinking it added detail and helped give the reader a better description of the view in his mind’s eye. You know, like all writers do.
What did your question do, other than identify you as an inept reader that seeks racial disharmony in the middle of sweet story about a great black man?
I could not have said it better myself. I was also trying to convey the power of Sam's persona, a young white man in the South felt subservient to an elderly black man, not that we aren't all equal.
BTW, Sam also tended bar when during times when the restaurant wasn't busy. His stories of the many years he worked for the railroads on the luxury dining cars, the people he met, were all fascinating.
This post was edited on 3/10/23 at 7:15 am
Posted on 3/10/23 at 8:41 am to Treacherous Cretin
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What did the color of Sam’s skin have to do with the story?
Its the OP’s version of the magical
Negro trope.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 9:16 am to diat150
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Its the OP’s version of the magical
Negro trope.
The left hates racial harmony, it doesn't match their narrative. All black people must hate their 'oppressors', except the liberals, who know what's best for them.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 9:23 am to BelizaireDatCajun
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Mr. B's.
Growing up we never went to fine dining restaurants. My dad splurged one time and we went to Mr. B's. I was in awe when the server snapped his fingers and 2 people flew in with table scrapers to take care of the bread crums I had spilled.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 10:59 am to andouille
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Sam was always watching over my shoulder, if he thought I was drinking too much, he's cut me off, that next martini would be a water with a lemon twist.
When I lived in Ukrainian Village in Chicago, there was a bar across the street from my front door, so I'd regularly stop by for a drink or bite after work.
One of the bartenders was a rockabilly-looking chick with dirty blonde hair named Jess. She'd save a stool for me at the end of the bar, slide a can of PBR to me without me asking for it, and chat me up about music.
When I got laid off from my last job about 8 years ago, I sat at the end of the bar and got pretty hammered. Jess cut me off, gave me a glass of water, and told me to go home because I had to "get to job hunting in the morning".
A couple months later, I was walking out my front door in a new suit on my way to another interview, and Jess was setting up the patio furniture across the street. She yelled, "lookin' good, stud. I have a feeling you'll get this one."
I'm coming up on my 8 year anniversary at that company now. I eventually moved away from Ukrainian Village, so I haven't been to the bar or seen Jess in years, but I still think about her from time to time.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 12:11 pm to andouille
I’ll never forget this server I used to have at Buster’s place in Covington. When I was 19/20, my band played the bar room next door once a month, and before most of those shows, I would stop in for an oyster po’boy.
Each time, I was greeted by the same beautiful blonde server. She remembered my name (which I couldn’t believe considering how infrequently I ate there) and even knew my order like I was an old friend. I was too much of a chicken to ask her out at first, and then I started dating my now ex-wife, so I never tried anything. I guess I’ll never know if she was flirting or just being service industry attentive, but I’ll go to my death bed regretting not having the courage to find out.
Looking back, I don’t remember her name, but I remember her smile, her straight hair in a high pony-tail swishing back and forth as she walked, that sandwich, the cold frosted glass of barq’s, and how she made me feel like I was at home.
Each time, I was greeted by the same beautiful blonde server. She remembered my name (which I couldn’t believe considering how infrequently I ate there) and even knew my order like I was an old friend. I was too much of a chicken to ask her out at first, and then I started dating my now ex-wife, so I never tried anything. I guess I’ll never know if she was flirting or just being service industry attentive, but I’ll go to my death bed regretting not having the courage to find out.
Looking back, I don’t remember her name, but I remember her smile, her straight hair in a high pony-tail swishing back and forth as she walked, that sandwich, the cold frosted glass of barq’s, and how she made me feel like I was at home.
This post was edited on 3/10/23 at 4:08 pm
Posted on 3/10/23 at 12:29 pm to andouille
This waitress at Cheers in Boston who was hot as hell but when she opened her mouth sounded like Mark Wahlberg or something 
Also, we mentioned we were from Louisiana at one point and she said she was very sorry about Katrina, this was like 10 years later though
Also, we mentioned we were from Louisiana at one point and she said she was very sorry about Katrina, this was like 10 years later though
Posted on 3/10/23 at 4:50 pm to red sox fan 13
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This waitress at Cheers in Boston who was hot as hell but when she opened her mouth sounded like Mark Wahlberg or something
Also, we mentioned we were from Louisiana at one point and she said she was very sorry about Katrina, this was like 10 years later though
In 2013 we were in Copley Square when the bombs went off at the Boston Marathon, the hotel had to move us out unless we wanted to not leave our room. We were checking out and the lady behind the desk looked very upset at the situation, I told her I was from New Orleans, if we can make it through Katrina, a great city like Boston would be fine. I got a smile out of her.
Being in Boston for the bombings and the aftermath, was very interesting.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 4:58 pm to andouille
Yeah, met her at a restaurant in Auburn. Been together about 40 years nos.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 5:26 pm to andouille
I had a 5-star waitress at Cracker Barrel once. Always just thought they were myths.
Posted on 3/10/23 at 5:29 pm to andouille
Zia at Bill Knapp's
Posted on 3/10/23 at 5:46 pm to andouille
Yes.
Early-to-mid 1960's Gulfport, pre-Camille. Parents took too-young-me along during their visit to Vrazel's; which I suspect was in order to teach me how at "act" when they wanted to visit fine-dining establishments.
The answer was of course "shut up, sit down" (Howard Stern fans will get that reference), but for some reason I was allowed to order broiled flounder.
Which of course too-young-me had no idea how to attack when delivered, but our kind waiter quietly taught me how to separate the tasty meat and remove the bones, plus the joy of adding crabmeat to said fish when eating.
Some 60 years later too-old-me still thanks that waiter for introducing me to the joys of seafood, and yes, fine dining.
Old link for your enjoyment about some classic, long-gone Coast restaurants: Ain't dere no mo'
Early-to-mid 1960's Gulfport, pre-Camille. Parents took too-young-me along during their visit to Vrazel's; which I suspect was in order to teach me how at "act" when they wanted to visit fine-dining establishments.
The answer was of course "shut up, sit down" (Howard Stern fans will get that reference), but for some reason I was allowed to order broiled flounder.
Which of course too-young-me had no idea how to attack when delivered, but our kind waiter quietly taught me how to separate the tasty meat and remove the bones, plus the joy of adding crabmeat to said fish when eating.
Some 60 years later too-old-me still thanks that waiter for introducing me to the joys of seafood, and yes, fine dining.
Old link for your enjoyment about some classic, long-gone Coast restaurants: Ain't dere no mo'
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