Sunday FUNday

Sunday brunch is one of those great meal times for me, after a long week and most likely a long weekend of drinking, I get to sit down with my brother and eat and reflect on the weekend. We maybe at a bar while I write this, but we have a good old buddy here, his names is whiskey and wine, And for my good old buddy I spent my last dime. My wine is good to me it helps me pass the time, and my good old buddy whiskey keeps me warmer than the sunshine.

The Sunday School Teacher asks, “Now, Johnny, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?” “No sir,” little Johnny replies, “I don’t have to. My mom is a good cook.”

Sunday is always a day of rest. A good Sunday fried chicken, with all the fixins. Or a BBQ outside to really feel that warmth of a summer sun. I like to come to a local place in my hometown and sit back joke around and make sure that my server feels just as good as I do, cause they have tried there damnedest. Food and service is the core of of what I do, and even on my day off I still try to think as if I am in there shoes.

Sundays are not only time for Sunday brunch, though a meal at Springhill in Seattle is what I need, but a time for reflection. We all do this type of reflections in different places. So like to do it at church, Sunday school, on a beach. I prefer a restaurant.




One thing that is very common is the people at Sunday brunch. From my time served in Jackson, MS to Niceville, FL, we are blessed in this industry to be given the chance to serve on "church people." You know, the one who get to church early, stay a bit late, and then cut you off in the parking lot to get to the front of the salad bar at Ruby Tuesday's.

Now there is a big difference between people who go to church and "church people." and the difference does not matter if you are in a mom n' pop place or corprate place, these people are all over. The profile for them are usually double ice tea, one half and half, one two straws no lemons, one with half sprite and please make sure the sugar caddy is in alphabetical order. Ohh and there is a coupon involved and they are very proud to tell you that. Well it really is just a warning flag that they are flying to tell you you are not going to get tipped, but they are going to tell you tat Jesus will keep them warmer than sunshine.

But what people forget, no matter if they are "church people" or a white collar business man, that we live off tips. That yes I would love to hear your pastors sermon, but I can't cause while you are a walking contradiction, we still have to work on Sunday's so we can afford rent, and to keep our power on. Jesus does keep me warm inside, but I have never seen his name on my power bill.

Good food, good service, quality gets all. A bad meal can be won over by a smile and the willingness to make sure you are comfortable. Remembering your name when you sit at a bar, or your server saying hi to you as if they are your neighbors, sometimes it is not the meal it's self that makes it but the people you are with and around.

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