Call me a cynic, but there are three days in the year that I avoid restaurants. They are New Year’s Eve, Valentine’s Day, and Mother’s Day. I refer to them as ‘Amateur Nights.’
It’s not because I dislike those who want to celebrate by dining out. I imagine many a person appreciates not having to cook on those days. It’s not because I wish the servers a bad shift at work; but the truth is they are often overwhelmed, especially if the establishment isn’t ready for the crowds. And it’s not that I disparage the idea of celebrating a special event in a restaurant. I certainly have done that a time or two. But this perfect storm of expectations usually ends with long waits for tables, longer waits for meal presentation, and big bills for mediocre service.
Earl and I eat out once a week for what we call ‘Date Night.’ We take turns choosing restaurants, and by doing so we’ve pretty much covered the gamut of eating establishments in southwestern Michigan. We’ve also had experience with all types of menus, service, and ambience.
Which is why I believe Valentine’s Day, for example, is not the best time to have that great meal if you eat out regularly. Just give it a day. Or two. We are.
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