You know, PittGirl tends to stick with the casual when it comes to eating out.
In fact, when David Conrad wanted to have lunch that first time at the Common Plea, which is NOT that fancy, I was all, “Um, how ’bout Subway?!”
This is not lack of class, just lack of desire to have to consume my food while hoisting my pinkie, dabbing daintily at the corners of my mouth, and caring about more than two spoons, all the while dining in the presence of snootery. Um. My word.
You can find me at TGI Fridays (what?!), Azul Bar y Cantina, Six Penn, Bar Louie, Applebees, Chilis, Panera, Pasquelinos, Cheesecake Factory and the like.
That said, I’m going to go here to have dinner and I don’t need to tell you that the “15 course grand tasting” is screaming my name like I just kicked it in the nuts.
There is no detail beneath Mr. Scherzberg’s notice.
When he arrived at Lautrec, he was unhappy with the reading glasses provided by the host stand. Now, when a guest seems to need or asks for reading glasses, a server brings over a gueridon (a serving cart) with a wooden case filled with a selection of different strengths and styles of reading glasses. The guest is provided with a wooden stand to hold the glasses at the table, and to remind the server to collect them at the end of the meal.
I don’t wear reading glasses, being nearsighted and all, but I am totally going to requesteth the reading glasses cart, pick the baddest pair they have, and wear them until my eyeballs explode.