It's not food related, but I just saw this so I can't help but post it: Patrick Stewart talking about violence against women at a comic convention

Awww, and because of this post, I just looked up his twitter and found this tweet. Patrick Stewart is my new favorite celebrity.

Can't believe I haven't seen a My Blue Heaven reference yet.

"I don't believe in tipping. I believe in over-tipping"

My attitude is that it's often only a couple of dollars difference between being stingy and being generous, so I'd rather err on the side of generosity.

I didn't see the comma in the headline at first and thought that someone was asking where to dine alone for her mother's day brunch, and it really bummed me out.

Bag o pizza is still probably better than cup o pizza

It's a food blog pet peeve of mine how often I see scallops where the side muscle hasn't been removed :\

1. Entitlement isn't restricted to a restaurant setting: everywhere you go, entitled people treat those around them like they take precedence. It's the people who rush onto an elevator before people can get off. The people who park their grocery cart in the middle of a busy aisle and wander off. And then leave that cart in the middle of the parking lot.

I've found that these are the people who are particularly discourteous to those who work in service industries, whether it's a cashier, a cab driver, or bartender. They're brusque. No pleases or thank yous. So I think the point here is just to remember to treat that person like a person because, sadly, many others treat them like a servant.

2. Same-siders are always weird. Period. I've never seen a pair that wasn't nuzzling and feeding each other, and extended PDA is plain unappetizing, nay, nauseating.

3. @Burger365, I'm pretty much a professional patient, and yes, I'd absolutely include nurses in that list. I've witnessed other patients perform a Jekyll and Hyde personality change when they go from talking to a doctor to talking to a nurse (or other "low-rung" hospital worker). They courteously defer to a physician and then snap orders at the rest of the staff like they're maids. Yikes! These are the people who bring you your drugs! You want to be friends with them!

Are those Schweddy balls?

With some fancy cheeses and olives. Yum.

I always find those little pieces of chocolate with the store's branding on them totally unappetizing. The idea of eating any kind of "printing" just puts me off. Is it just me?

One I've gotten at various times over the years has been some variation on "why aren't you smiling?". I've never understood why that line seems to be a thing because it immediately puts the girl on the defensive and it also sets you up to talk about something depressing. Why wasn't I smiling just now? Because I was telling my sister how radiation to the cancer in my neck has given me permanent dry mouth. Oh, that doesn't make you feel fun and sexy anymore? Then maybe you should have just introduced yourself like a normal person.

This makes me think of a product advertised in Futurama: Bachelor Chow

Ugh, my only experience here is likely to be my last. I could rant and list the details, but suffice to say that the cool drinks and cool atmosphere are ruined by a too-cool-for-school staff and clientele. Maybe it was just bad luck, but it was one of those nights where everyone I encountered chipped away at my faith in humanity. If you're really curious, at least avoid it on the weekend.