Jamie Allmeyer’s story reminds me of my checkered history of ordering drinks in Utah. There’s the time I was told the wine special was “peanut gringo.” There’s the time my wife and I ordered two margaritas and had four individual glasses delivered to our table (Cuz, y’know, we each wanted two margaritas a piece. At…

I'll take it. I've never actually eaten there, and I feel like I could get a piece out of it.

I used to work the fry section for Wagamama in Brisbane's Fortitude Valley. In those days, both of the most popular menu items (ie. the most Western-friendly) were from the fry section. Wagamama didn't take reservations, it was all walk-ins. One Wednesday night, four school groups walked in at the same time. On…

I've noticed that Chinese restaurants, likely because they're largely family owned, demonstrably show their appreciation to frequent customers.

I actually lolled hard at that. Thank you.

"They closed the salad bar early that day." I heard that in Garrison Keillor's voice.

My husband was sitting at our kitchen table, working on his laptop and speaking to me. I stood by the table, completely ignoring my toddler because what my husband was saying was more important than "hi! hi! hi! hi! no?"