i was kinda worried one of the moderators assigned the avatar - occasionally they do that.
casual, likes to eat, broke the bloodline, boring...damn, let's ride!!
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So i'm sitting in the restaurant a mile or so downstream from previously mentioned bridge, eating at an american hour - like 7:00 - only ones there (no surprise.)
the cameriere asked the usual question of 'british or american?'...we aren't the sit-down-and-order types, but apparently many americans are, and
menus show up, water, the usual. we put the menu down without opening it. he relaxed a bit.
anyway, we get our antipasto, and he looks at us and says 'good appetite' - i was a bit perplexed, because i had never really heard anyone use
the direct translation before. i know about 30 italian words not counting the food ones - certainly everyone knows buon appetito, (or bon appétit fr) -
think i answered "yes." - he did it again when they served the primo, and it hit me. i wished my wife a good appetite in Italiano - it didn't happen again
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i got into it a bit with a french waiter on the eurostar (train through the chunnel.) Admit it, i was being a bit american. i was excited when we broke 300kph!!
anyway, he thinks he's being cute and asked if i want ketchup for my salmon, so i asked for french toast so i could make a sandwich with a side of french fries.
i kinda feel bad my wife had to put up with my behavior.
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in a gastronomia (i don't remember using this word, just looked it up) , i don't know my numbers - so i cant say 250g - and i wanted a wedge of cheese to go with some wine. I attempt the italian name of the cheese, and try to say 1/4 kg - i got the perplexed look. hand signal of 'this much' and that one - big smile, and boom. whatever i butchered must have been just beyond understandable.
