Waiting with style!

Friday, October 1st., Paris.

We dined at the Boeuf a la Mode.

Americans, Americans everywhere.
A dull, good, nice restaurant.  

I gave the waiter my usual 10% which happened to be 70 centimes. He was apparently not content, but politely thanked me. As he carried the plate out with the change on it, he held it the least bit in the world at arm's length, exposing it with scorn to the inspection of the chasseur as he passed him. It was a fine, subtle, gesture, and pleased me as much as it annoyed me.



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