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Sunday, June 12, 2005
I went out last night to meet up with Cay and others for the Hawaiin party. Didn't end up meeting with Michael; we couldn't text each other properly. It's a shame because it would've been nice talking with him again...

SO...I meet Cay, Lauren and her boyfriend at Placa de Sol and we decide to get something to eat at a nearby restaurant before heading out to the party. My stomach really hasn't returned to normal, so I was planning to munch on some bread but then Cay said something about wanting flan and my mouth just started to water. I knew I was risking it, but decided to get the flan anyway.

We sat for over ten minutes waiting for the waiter to get us some menus so Lauren could order. Our waiter was a skinny, little Catalan man with missing teeth who looks like he's been working at this place for forty years. He came by our table, took someone else's order, grabbed some menus, threw them at our table and walked away. If a waiter ever did that in NY I would've walked straight out, but it was so thoroughly amusing that it was impossible to leave. He treated every single customer in there like shit, and everyone sat around and took it.

Little bit later he comes to our table and stares at us. Lauren and her boyfriend are still looking at the menu and our little waiter man looked like he was getting annoyed. So I looked at him and said, "dos flans para nosotros", pointing at myself and Cay. Without even looking at me he yelled out "NO. NO POSTRES!" Remember the Soup Nazi from Seinfeld?? This was our little waiter. Abrupt and angry. Cay and I looked at each other and then I just turned his attention over to Lauren, anxious to get his gaze off me. He took her order and then looked at me and Cay; "y tu?" "Nada," we replied. "Dos flans?? NO??!!" All I did was quickly shake my head yes to send him away. Apparently we were not allowed to order our desserts first...he had to take the dinner order and THEN we could order whatever else we wanted. I had just naturally assumed that there was no dessert in the entire place.

As rude as the service was, I've never had so much fun in a restaurant!!!
Thoughts shared by Carmen at 9:15 AM
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