There are pockets of lesbians and democrats and (gasp) progressives who live in hostile areas. I think lots of commenters forget about those of us who are there sometimes.

That is a great point. Depending where you live, you might not have much of a choice. Which is even worse. Where I live, I don’t think anyone would be stupid enough to say anything but if they were there are still other places to go. In the middle of the Bible Belt, you are just dodging one insult to run into another.…

“A chance to fix the problem” would entail a full refund, a public apology and a disciplining of the chef. Offering a refund in exchange for removing the post is a quid pro quo. The couple doesn’t owe the restaurant any chances: they blew their chance when they asked for conditions of said refund.

Yeah, I agree. Thanks. And I’d like to take this opportunity to say to all the people commenting “They got insulted and still stayed??” that there are lots of places in America where this is the norm. And if you don’t fake smile and stay, then you end up at home with Top Ramen.

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I don’t know that a $50 refund is “fixing” it. Personally, if I were insulted like that, I’d turn up my nose at way more than $50. I wish I felt social change happened because we’re all really good inside and little angels always get their wings, but the reality is that businesses change their practices when it’s…

Tried to embed it in the story, and to my disappointment, the only versions of that scene available on YouTube are all Italian dubs. The phrase “the more you know” has never been so bittersweet.

My sister, her partner, and I went out for Margarita Monday a while back. This sort of thing happened, and I was like ughhhhhh. They were both laughing like no big deal, we get this all the time. I wanted to cut people’s throats and they were dealing with it in their way by laughing and giving people the face. You…

Oh, yeah — this. I practically made the gnocchi-rolling finger motion when I read it. The whole sentence is perfection.

If I was a competing restaurant I’d totally offer these women a do-over dinner on the house. Just to send this establishment a big old “fuck you”.

I’m going to YouTube this and regret it forevermore, aren’t I?

Literally been waiting my entire life to reference that in writing, which means you are officially my new favorite person.

Level of queasiness thus far: that weird gnocchi scene between Sofia Coppola and Andy Garcia in The Godfather Part III.

headliner:

Fuck porta potties, ask a friend to cover you and piss away. I can't even deal with the piss covered seats in normal public bathrooms(why do people have to piss all over the godamn seat). I don't even bother with porta potties.

The better question is

I read this headline as “the imminent fall of Coachella”. Then reread, and felt a pang of disappointment.

At first I read the headline as “What Will You Wear to the ‘Imminent’ Fall Of Coachella?”

I’m willing to die never knowing the answer to those questions.

I will wear my thermal night gown.