Word: waitering
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Buddy is looking pretty flustered. It looks like he hasn't got the cash on him, and is dreading having to ask the waiter if he'll accept an Eastern Bloc credit card. "Let me see," he says. "How about the peacekeeping we've been doing on our own in Afghanistan? Don't we get some credit for footing the bill there...
...arouse young women, who think of him as a black-and-white rerun; the older ones are even more bathetic than he is. Worse, the mirror reminds Doug that the half-century mark looms: "50! 50 was General MacArthur . . . the school principal . . . 50 was Abby Meltzner, the delicatessen waiter his parents knew, who retired with the shakes. 'Put down the glass, Abby,' his boss had said. 'You have to go home.' 'I'll go home,' Abby replied. 'But I can't put down the glass...
...Moscow's leading hotels. He dreamed of having his own restaurant for 15 years. "But until Gorbachev came along," he says, "it wasn't possible." Fyodorov surveys the restaurant with a happy, proprietary air. The chef is at the bar discussing the day's menu with a waiter. A waitress is arranging the silverware. The line outside is growing longer. Fyodorov smiles and says, "This is perestroika...
...rest of the U.S. That's the second part that's called the expansion-team U.S. -- where we stand today. The way you can tell the difference is that the old U.S. still has regular European ethnic neighborhoods, and in an Italian restaurant in the ancien U.S., the waiters have names like Sal and Vinnie. But if you go to a restaurant that's an Italian restaurant and the waiter's name is Dwayne, you're in the expansion- team...
This poignant material is told obliquely and often with a fey nuttiness. The audience begins to understand that it has stepped outside the literal world when the most neurotically self-absorbed of the women confides to one of her companions that the waiter hates her, and a few moments later, he does indeed turn and say, deadpan, "I hate you." At South Coast Repertory's handsome stage, the show had a visual sleekness that it somewhat lacks in the more rudimentary facilities of the New York City producer, Playwrights Horizons. But the elegance of the storytelling survives and reflects more...