America, Charles at Granite Falls is the best waiter ever.
No, seriously, hands down the best waiter ever. And I’m going to tell you why.
Every time I go into Granite Falls, I make some sad comment about how there’s no longer the Patio Burger on the menu. Today was no exception. I was telling the Queen and Ms. B. about how it’s not something I would ever intentionally eat on a burger–pepper, sour cream, onions, and baby spinach–but that I ate one by accident and have loved them ever since. Then, I complained because they’d taken them off the menu and though their regular burgers are still fine, they are no Patio Burger.
And do you know what that cool ass motherfucker did?!
America, he brought us out three specially made for us Patio Burgers.
No, I am not kidding.
I tipped that dude 50%, let me tell you.
And for the record, they were as awesome as I remember and I savored every bite knowing I might never have it again.
I just love that when someone goes so out of their way to bring happiness to another. I used to love doing little things like that when I was a server. But only for the really cool customers, into which category you obviously fall.
Every now and again some place I go will change the menu…omitting something I enjoyed.
I appreciate it when they serve it to you anyway, as if to say, “We don’t do this for everyone, but since you remembered…enjoy.”
50%? You must be a Rockafeller.