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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (12064)	8/21/1998 11:18:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Freddy- We just go back from dinner-Dan and I minus kids which is always kinda neat and yet sad. ANd he said exactly the same thing when I told him about the conversation. Let's take him to Pvt. Ryan... (I can't type-alcohol is involved) We were having this really profound conversation about war and this waitress named Lily provided the most astonishing contrast. SHe was from New York (the restuarant was called La Scala). When Dan ordered the Pasta Pomodora, she said "You can't order that! You could just as well stay home and cook it yourself if you weren't so lazy." You have to know Dan-he has this inbred dignity-privacy thing. He looked at me stunned. He said,politely, "Well, what do you suggest?" she said,"Well, anything but the pasta!" I said, "Why do you even have pasta on the menu, then?" SHe said,(you fool)-"It's an italian restaurant-we have to offer pasta. Just don't order it." So Dan had veal and I had some specialty that wasn't even on the menu, with shrimp and chicken-it was exceptional. Expensive, but really good. SO-anyway--everytime we'd get into this deep conversation, she'd wander by with some comment about food, or well-one time she came by with a baby...I like babies, that was cool. But it lent a very surreal air to the meal. War and babies and pasta, I don't know. Life just doesn't let me FOCUS, you know?