TRADITIONAL FRENCH FARCE
Moments after our starters had arrived, the middle-aged waitress or patronne, Iâm not sure what, came over to announce that our main courses were done. They were done, and ready to be served. When I replied that I didnât understand, she proceeded to repeat the information more slowly and loudly - before I managed to explain that whilst I understood her French perfectly, I didnât understand what she expected me to do about their blunder.
Her response - to yell at the chef - at least drew a more reasonable human being into the argument - one who defused things and told us not to worryâŠ.though in all honesty I suspect one of those plates made a reappearance later on.
This incident, which has never happened to me before anywhere, ever, and which caused great amusement for all who witnessed it essentially sums up the meal we went on to have.
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