Angels dancing on the head of a pin dissolve into nothingness at the bedside of a dying child.
"Waiter Rant" is a weblog written by ex-Waiting staff/waiter Steve Dublanica. In roughly bi-weekly installments, Dublanica wrote vignettes about the lives of wait staff and customers. Dublanica started the blog in 2004 and originally wrote anonymously as "The Waiter."
On July 29, 2008, the book Waiter Rant: Thanks for the Tip--Confessions of a Cynical Waiter, based on the blog, was published. The accompanying public relations, including TV appearances, meant that “The Waiter” had to give up his anonymity. The book spent five weeks on the New York Times nonfiction bestseller list in 2008.
The stories were originally about "The Bistro," a restaurant in the New York area where Dublanica worked for seven years through 2006. New York (magazine)/New York magazine later revealed that "The Bistro" is Lanterna Tuscan Bistro in Nyack, New York.
Later stories were about "Café Machiavelli." On July 19, 2008, Dublanica announced that he had quit his job at Café Machiavelli in preparation for his book's publication. Dublanica planned not to go back to the restaurant industry, although he would continue his blog.
Waiter Rant was one of five finalists for "Best American Weblog" for the 2006 Bloggie Awards.
Waiter Rant won "Best Writing in a Weblog" in the 2007 Bloggie Awards.
More Waiter Rant on Wikipedia.But seduction isn't making someone do what they don't want to do. Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they secretly want to do already.
I once read cooking is something you do for your family. But when you're alone you sometimes have to treat yourself like family. And now that my apartment's redolent with the smell of food it feels more like a home than a box where I hang my hat.
The inability to secure a reservation drives yuppies absolutely crazy.
We want God to come and save us. But he won't. God doesn't stop levees from failing, he doesn't stay the force of tsunamis, and he doesn't stop planes from smashing into buildings. Deus Ex Machina is overrated.
Dating's like going on a job interview. You don't know if you'll get the job, but if you do, you get to see the interviewee naked.
My mom grew up in Spanish Harlem and the Bronx and gave me an invaluable piece of advice for dealing with people in New York - if someone’s bugging you just act crazy. I’ve modified her approach somewhat. Public displays of religiosity work just as well as feigning psychosis.
Character is forged in the smallest of struggles. Then, when the big challenges come, we're ready.
Cocooned inside our private dramas we often don't realize life is rolling by us like it should.
Sometimes people are on the outside looking in because they don't have any money. But sometimes people are on the outside looking in because they don't have any class.
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