We caught up with Restaurant Gal this afternoon, the Washington, D.C. native whose blog became a popular read in South Florida for her tales of working at a fine dining establishment in Fort Lauderdale (the name of which she won't reveal) and daring to enter the local dating scene. Just last month she moved to a quiet place in the Keys, where she now waits tables at a place where she can wear a tank top and jeans to work.
Name: Restaurant Gal
Age: Old Enough
Occupation: Waitress
City: Somewhere in the Keys (no, not there...and not there either!)
MP: How long have you been blogging, and why do you do it?
RG: I've been blogging for three years. As a nonfiction writer/reporter for several decades, I missed writing on a regular basis. My then-husband suggested I start blogging and set it up for me. I wrote for three months and no one — NO ONE — read any of my writing, I am sure. Then I contacted Waiter on Waiterrant.net, not knowing he was one of the biggest bloggers in the biz, and said we had some experiences in common — haha. In the next few days the comments started coming in on my blog. I had no idea why. Turns out, Waiter had linked to me and literally put me on the blogger map. The blog has evolved a lot since then, and it's now more about the changes and challenges in my personal life — my move away from certainty and into the unknown that is at once exciting and terrifying. But I try to keep a restaurant reference to my posts, for the most part.
MP: You recently went from a fine dining restaurant in Fort Lauderdale to what you describe as a dive in the Keys. Was the adjustment difficult?
RG: It has not been difficult at all. Guests are guests, food is food, expectations are expectations. Serve them well, get 'em fed, and you'll meet their expectations. I just wish some would tip more than 10 or 15 percent when I do meet their expectations!
MP: What are your new customers like?
RG: The locals are wonderful. The best. The others are like guests anywhere else. Snowbirds are snowbirds, tourists are tourists, great folks are always great, angry folks are no less angry. Gleaming china and silver and crystal, or diner-style plates and napkins — in the end, it's not so different at all, except the check amount.
MP: Did you have any favorite restaurants in Fort Lauderdale, and have you found any yet in your new home?
RG: I was supposed to go to a supposed great Italian place in Fort Lauderdale on Federal, but the guy broke the date. Actually, that happened twice with two different guys. I have no idea if the place is any good or not, but everyone raves about it! Should have just taken myself there on my own! Oh well....
MP: One of your funnier posts was about how nervous diners kept calling the restaurant just before Tropical Storm Fay hit and asked you to predict the weather and know whether airports would be open. What other odd or impossible requests have diners made of you?
RG: Not so many odd requests yet, but my favorite is when people are shocked that I have put two kids through college. They get all misty-eyed and sometimes a little arrogant and say, "Well, good for you dear, being a waitress and all." Ha!
One of the more annoying things is when people want to sit outside when it's blowing 20 and the temps are in the 40s — like today! When I explain it's too windy and cold, someone always says, "Not to us, we're from [pick a spot in Canada, Minnesota, or upstate New York]. Can't we pleeeeeeeease sit outside???" Um, no, not if you want to be fed today.
All in all, I love it down here. I love the slower pace, the relaxed atmosphere of my restaurant, and the new folks I find so easy to meet in a smaller town setting. Not looking back, but I am really hoping some of my former co-workers head down this way to visit. They still cannot believe I am slinging eggs!