A little LoLa vignette: The other night, all the bar stools had been removed from the bar side for a private party. As the party was winding up, I was standing at the bar as the staff was bringing the bar stools in from the cold. One landed just to my right. As I started to slide into it, one of the staff, Fernando, tapped me on the shoulder and pointed me to the stool on my left. “The other one is still too cold,” he told me. You can’t teach that stuff.
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