Atitude. Bad atitude.
They are washing floors while I finish eating.
A moron from the village, serving at my table, gives me an atitude, for my $500 meal.
My fault, of course. For being too polite.
Gastronomique ? Nope. Some not so good dishes.A fluke, maybe, but the atitude is inexcusable. I just learned to walk out on village morons, next time. No such thing at Imperial, in Vienna, or at La Provence, in Grayton Fla.