Just Seat Me At The Bar
You know that awkward stranger stare when you say something completely unexpected? That was me in DC asking to sit at the bar after already having reservations on the books.
My request to view this glorious open kitchen and magnificent spit-fired chicken up-close-and-personal threw a curveball at the hosts.
With a nearly full house floor upon our arrival, I know that our original table was certainly not put to bad use. Especially traveling, I wanted to make sure we had a spot. Thank you OpenTable.
I just kept thinking about this funny hesitation to seat me and my dining companion at these open bar stools.
Most restaurants do not open bars and patios for reservations to allow for moments like this. It offers a little fluidity on the floor and opens more tabletops for diners.
Savor that wiggle room on the floor and let me mosey up to a stool.
Photo credit: Moda Seating