So I’ve got this Larry David complex in which I tend to think of many situations in my life as a Seinfeld episode. (As do a lot people I’m sure as that’s what made the TV show such a success- it’s just so relatable.) Anyway, today’s episode would be called The Bread Basket. Let me elaborate… This morning Chris, Har, and myself went to one our favorite brunch spots in our neighborhood called Four Farthings.
And in case you were wondering, yes, since it’s officially football season Chris will be having Sunday Fundays while wearing this shirt for the next four-ish months.
One of the reasons I love this specific place is because they’ve got these amazing bread baskets full of miniature bagels (and we know how I love mini sized things) and a variety of delicious muffins they serve before they bring out your food. So we sat down, the waiter gave us menus and waters, we ordered some bloodys, and then I proceeded to wait for our bread basket.
Well the waiter brought our drinks, took our orders, and still no bread. Did mention every other table was happily eating their delicious mini pastries at this time? Well if I didn’t mention it to you, I mentioned it to Chris, at least five times… There’s just something super pathetic about having to ask for your complimentary bread basket so I really didn’t want to do it. “Excuse me, can I have my free bread because I’m a poor five-year-old and want to eat right this minute…”
Honestly after I drank my bloody I didn’t even want the damn bread basket. But at this point it wasn’t about that anymore, it was more about the principle. I mean this place over charges for breakfast in the first place, and I can only assume it’s because we’re also paying for those baskets, so if every other table had theirs…We should too, right? It’s the principle.
After I brought it up one more time and pointed out the fact we even had mini plates already on our table (for a basket of you-know-what) Chris finally snapped and said “Tay, get over the damn bread baskets!!!”
So I snapped and I asked our server…. And then Chris took this photo of me with this I’m pathetic look smeared across my face.
And ten seconds after we got the bread our food came. Figures.
And you know what? The couple who came right as we were about to leave got their basket the second they sat down.
Moral of the story: if you see something, say something.
First, I don't know if I've ever was the first to comment …second, Stella got her name from Seinfeld ..the episode where Elaine's all hopped up on drugs in Florida and yells "stellllllaaaa"..
I would have taken that bread basket home with me! I hate when I don't get my "free" appetizer things…chips, bread, salad, etc. I feel weird asking for it, but I usually do anyway, haha.
I'm loving Chris' shirt! And I would have a fit if I didn't get my mini bagels too! It's not like it's just sliced bread! And Rob would TOTALLY yell at me about talking about the bread.
I don't blame you for saying something! I've had that happen before and EVERYONE else had theirs, and we had none. 🙁
I'm all about principle. Especially when it comes to service. I would have acted the same way. lol
i hate that too, you go to a certain place expecting something; it's frustrating when you don't get it. Especially since it's their job to bring you what they're supposed to. Like that is their TIP! sometimes I just really don't understand servers.
Hahahahahaha although your situation was slightly unfortunate, you def told it in a hilarious way. I would TOTALLY be on that same page as you though, mini bagels are AMAZING! The food looked great, nice pics 🙂
<3, Charlotte
Girl, that ticks me off too! Glad you said something. BTW: that breakfast looks wonderful!
I feel this way at Red Lobster about those damn cheesy biscuits. GIVE ME MY CARBS
You're so cute! Wherever you live looks so similar to my area in Milwaukee, WI. I adore it 🙂
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There is a restaurant in Chicago that has a bread basket with mini bagels and muffins? I'm looking it up and trying it ASAP. This is amazing!!
I would have asked for the bread too!
Also I think it is super fabulous that you can bring your dog to eat with you, that made me so happy and intrigued ((its frowned upon/forbidden out by where I go to school… I just checked))
Where's the bread? Your tan is epic in the first photo but I'm drunk, what do I know?
It's definitely about principle, why have free appetisers and only give them to some of the customers? Crazy, you did the right thing!
Hahaha this reminds me of middle school when our friend group went out to our first "real dinner" at Olive Garden and we needed our friggin carbs so badly that we asked for an extra order of the free breadsticks to-go. The free bread is half the reason why I go out to eat!
this is a Larry David moment which makes me like you even more. And i definitely would have asked for the bread. because who doesn't want carbs?
I 'aint to proud to ask! I will do it in a second. The upside is that you ingested less carbs.
Good for you for asking for your bread basket. It's possible that the server simply forgot, but it's incredibly annoying/frustrating, especially when you go there with the expectation of getting this one thing that everyone else is enjoying as you watch.
Bread is the best part of the meal.
There's this story my husband tells about when he was a kid that I couldn't help thinking about as I read yours. A group of folks would apparently go out to breakfast every Sunday to this specific restaurant because the bread was just "SO GOOD" so he heard about this bread all. the. time. So finally, they invited him and his parents to join them for breakfast (They were pretty poor, so the only way they could probably afford it was to go with others) and my little hubby man who was probably about 5-6 was SO EXCITED to FINALLY get to the try this bread that he kept hearing everybody rave about.
So they get to the restaurant and get settled in and the waiter or waitress visits the table several times, but never brings the bread. He's patiently waiting, and patiently waiting but still no bread. He began to get really nervous about not having the bread yet. So finally there's a lull in the conversation and my hubby YELLS OUT at the wait staff person(pretty darn loudly) "WHERE DA BREAD?!?!?" in that demanding voice only young children can truly master.
His parents were livid as the entire restaurant swiveled around to see who was yelling out "where da bread".
Whenever we go to a restaurant that serves the bread baskets now, oh you know we make sure it comes ASAP because he's done it once, he'll do it again!!!
Valid. You can't tease a hungry girl with mini things in bread form.
Ps there's an 8 week old puppy vizla down the street from our house. I died when I saw him and have been stalking their house ever since.
I don't think you did anything "wrong" in this situation. Cannot tempt a girl with free carbs.
-Chelsea
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totally a situation that Jerry would not have been happy about either.
I haven't had breakfast yet just a damn smoothie and now I am hungry thank you for that all the mention of bread and then a photo of some yummy looking eggs………….