Then, after quite a while, food orders would get taken and written down, typically on a little pad of paper like here in the US (or maybe on a PDA looking thing). Now waiters here, even in the normal restaurant, will write the orders down so that they know who gets what plate when it is delivered. I have never been a waiter, but there must be a system they use.
Apparently that has never made it over the 'pond'. The food would eventually show up and the waiter would ask, in French of course, who had the [insert some French words here of mystery] platter? Heck, we could barely read the menu to know what we wanted much less pronounce it an hour later. So this comedy would proceed meal after meal. Order with vague clarity...search for meaning at food delivery time. It was amusing and annoying all at the same time. The only thing that would have made it better was for the waiter to be a mime. Marcel Marceau, where are you when we needed you?
|"No, Monsieur American customer...I have no idea what you ordered, nes pa?"|
The nice thing was a much more relaxed approach to the meal. They took a long time and no one seemed to be in a hurry to get you out of the table space. Kinda' cool and I wish that was more common these days. It does make for long lines for the next customer though.
So all in all, one can expect food equal to a fine eatery and service equal to a bad cafeteria. Does the government run the food services? Very civil servant like. In France, Burger King says "Have it our way". Want to know where all the French waiters were trained? At the American Department of Motor Vehicles. I could go on, but I feel the need to be ignored and pay for the privilege. I am heading to the Post Office for a cappuccino.