My boyfriend & I chose Yarusso’s due to his nostalgia of sharing meals with his family here. It was a terrible disappoint; customer service & eye contact from our waitress were poor. Well, she made eye contact with him, appropriately smiled, and asked him questions. For me it got to the point that I deliberately attempted to make eye contact on the rare occasions she glanced in my direction. When she placed the bill on the table, she made eye contact with him and slid it toward his half of the table. She did not simply place it and leave either.

This was not my first appearance with my white, middle aged boyfriend; we have never experienced anything like this. Maybe she was prejudiced about the noticeable age difference. I’m in my early 30s, and he is in his late 40s. Maybe race was the issue. Despite my attraction to him, “hot” is not a descriptive word one would use. This is not a situation where a woman forgets her duties and obligations for work due to overwhelming good looks. (That’s Inexcusable all the same.) Of course my boyfriend had never experienced such egregiously poor service there, or “ever” apparently, and he has been a patron for decades. If you are not an interracial couple or are closer in age, you’ll experience the wonderful service my boyfriend is accustomed to receiving.