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...ounces of pure hell,” it’s actually a tasty tropical cocktail with a kick, served in a glass fishbowl with a plastic alligator that you can take home with you. Whenever anybody orders Trash Can Punch or Swamp Water, the waitress brings it to the table while blowing a whistle. Usually, at that point, the restaurant starts cheering again, and it’s proper Southern etiquette to invite the waitress to share the drink. If you’re not in the mood for something served in a bucket, there are slightly smaller options?...
...kind of scary and oily. But as most anyone who has ever ventured out to eat in Harvard Square and has landed at the door of old reliable Bertucci’s knows, the pasta dishes are good, though, with generous portions. I’m worried that our waitress will be annoyed when we tell her that we want to pay with Crimson Cash and we want to divide the check between separate Harvard ID cards, but she takes it in stride. Moreover, it’s easy—we just fill out a slip with the amount...
...They spared the mom and pop operation. A few rocks bounced off the windows, but didn’t break ‘em.” The restaurant’s family feel is enhanced by the presence of several long-term staff, including waitress Sandy (who has worked at the Kong for “ten or fifteen years,” according to Lee) and the ponytailed cash-register attendant Fred, with 20 years of service under his belt...
Martin Amis wants a vodka Negroni. It is--for the record--a drink composed of vodka, Campari and sweet vermouth, but the waitress at this rather expensive New York City hotel bar has never heard of it. Meanwhile, a man in a large and loudly beeping truck is trying--over the course of five deafening minutes--to parallel park in the spot right next to Amis' sidewalk table. Amis, 54, observes the scene coolly, a small, neat man, the picture of amused British resignation. If nothing else, he can take satisfaction in the fact that the whole scene, a cosmic...
...carefully scripted fiction. One panel, of a bunch of jovial paramilitaries enjoying their booty, laughing, sprawled on couches, seems lifted from Hogarth in its formal arrangement of bodies. Other, subtler uses of imagery seem at play too. One panel has the na?ve Sacco reaching for his wallet as the waitress' round serving tray forms a halo around his head. Sacco's panels in "The Fixer" will reveal more each time you examine them...