The Anonymous Widower

A North South Divide

I went into a branch of a well-known restaurant chain in Liverpool today and asked for a lemonade with my lunch.

The waitress brought a fizzy one, whereas in their London or Cambridge branches, they usually assume that you want a still one! In some places they do ask, which is probably the right thing to do. Just as most places do with water!

So does the north want fizz in their lemonade? And the south doesn’t!

I mst say that some things don’t seem to change in Liverpool though. The waitress was bright, keen and chatty, even if she only scored a small bit less than perfect. I can remember them like that in the 1960s. Although they were much worse trained then!

One in particular brought meals for C and myself on a tray, which she placed on the table, so that one meal was over the table and the other was hanging over the edge.  She then took the meal over the table and placed it for C, which meant the other meal upturned the tray onto the floor.  To make it worse, it was her first night.  So she burst into floods of tears.

September 6, 2012 - Posted by | Food | , , ,

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