Anonymous wrote:OP, part of the dining experience is richness of the conversation that comes from diners of all backgrounds and experiences. It's not just about the food that the waiters serve you, but about the way the tables are arranged so as to mix up the diners and promote enlightening conversations. The owners of the restaurant recognize that not all diners can afford their restaurant, but they want that richness that diversity brings to their table conversations, and so they offer their meals at a discounted or even free rate to some.
All diners know this going in. Some have more money than they know what to do with, and some save and scrimp to eat there. But they feel it's worth it because the food and the service AND the rich conversation from the many and varied diners makes it a completely wonderful dining experience. There is no resentment on their part that others do not pay because they recognize the value those others bring AND they're not petty morons.
Anonymous wrote:
But why? If I've been a slack off all my life, a user who goes to potlucks for the free meal but contributes very little, if anything, in return, why are you happy to have me there? Don't you see how you're being used?
No Miss Rand, to be honest, I don't. We all need to eat.
We all need to work too. Some people just don't see it that way.
Anonymous wrote:The op has every right to find a school that offers no financial aid and send his kids there. I'm sure such a school will have great reputation and high academic standards.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I thought about taking my kids to the Palm. But then I got turned off by some of the other diners, snapping their fingers for the waiter, saying "Gimme the lobster," letting their kids run around the restaurant because "we're regulars and they know how much we tip."
Instead, we opted for the neighborhood potluck. Everyone's invited and we all pitch in. Sure, there's usually that family that lets their kid double-dip her chip, or the ones who never offer to host. But for the most part, we show our kids how much fun dining together can be.
Best analogy yet!
Indeed, this is an excellent analogy. Because at the neighborhood potluck, there's no diners looking at what they're getting and comparing it to what other diners are getting. And I'm sure when someone brings mystery meat and you ask "what's in the mystery meat?" no one bats an eye when they're told to pound sand. There's no diners who think they should be getting more than others because...hmm, how do I put this delicately?....they're smarter than the other patrons.![]()
I ate at neighborhood potlucks all my life, I guess I did fine, but heck, I like steak. And though our neighborhood potluck is really, really good, they don't have the all-you-can-eat carnivore goodness of an awesome churrascuria. As they say, YMMV
All that said, in addition for paying for all of my steak, I 100% believe in paying for part of your potluck as well, I really do. It'd be great, however, if I didn't get a side order of sanctimony flung back at me for it.
But why? If I've been a slack off all my life, a user who goes to potlucks for the free meal but contributes very little, if anything, in return, why are you happy to have me there? Don't you see how you're being used?
No Miss Rand, to be honest, I don't. We all need to eat.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I thought about taking my kids to the Palm. But then I got turned off by some of the other diners, snapping their fingers for the waiter, saying "Gimme the lobster," letting their kids run around the restaurant because "we're regulars and they know how much we tip."
Instead, we opted for the neighborhood potluck. Everyone's invited and we all pitch in. Sure, there's usually that family that lets their kid double-dip her chip, or the ones who never offer to host. But for the most part, we show our kids how much fun dining together can be.
Best analogy yet!
Indeed, this is an excellent analogy. Because at the neighborhood potluck, there's no diners looking at what they're getting and comparing it to what other diners are getting. And I'm sure when someone brings mystery meat and you ask "what's in the mystery meat?" no one bats an eye when they're told to pound sand. There's no diners who think they should be getting more than others because...hmm, how do I put this delicately?....they're smarter than the other patrons.![]()
I ate at neighborhood potlucks all my life, I guess I did fine, but heck, I like steak. And though our neighborhood potluck is really, really good, they don't have the all-you-can-eat carnivore goodness of an awesome churrascuria. As they say, YMMV
All that said, in addition for paying for all of my steak, I 100% believe in paying for part of your potluck as well, I really do. It'd be great, however, if I didn't get a side order of sanctimony flung back at me for it.
Anonymous wrote:I am not sure why everyone has chosen to keep writing with the restaurant metaphor. Odd.
OP's style is contagious.Anonymous wrote:It is just funny that you think everybody is treated the same at a restaurant and everybody pays for their meal.
Don't go to a Chinese restaurant, they won't even give you the real menu.
Anonymous wrote:
But why? If I've been a slack off all my life, a user who goes to potlucks for the free meal but contributes very little, if anything, in return, why are you happy to have me there? Don't you see how you're being used?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I thought about taking my kids to the Palm. But then I got turned off by some of the other diners, snapping their fingers for the waiter, saying "Gimme the lobster," letting their kids run around the restaurant because "we're regulars and they know how much we tip."
Instead, we opted for the neighborhood potluck. Everyone's invited and we all pitch in. Sure, there's usually that family that lets their kid double-dip her chip, or the ones who never offer to host. But for the most part, we show our kids how much fun dining together can be.
Best analogy yet!
Indeed, this is an excellent analogy. Because at the neighborhood potluck, there's no diners looking at what they're getting and comparing it to what other diners are getting. And I'm sure when someone brings mystery meat and you ask "what's in the mystery meat?" no one bats an eye when they're told to pound sand. There's no diners who think they should be getting more than others because...hmm, how do I put this delicately?....they're smarter than the other patrons.![]()
I ate at neighborhood potlucks all my life, I guess I did fine, but heck, I like steak. And though our neighborhood potluck is really, really good, they don't have the all-you-can-eat carnivore goodness of an awesome churrascuria. As they say, YMMV
All that said, in addition for paying for all of my steak, I 100% believe in paying for part of your potluck as well, I really do. It'd be great, however, if I didn't get a side order of sanctimony flung back at me for it.
But why? If I've been a slack off all my life, a user who goes to potlucks for the free meal but contributes very little, if anything, in return, why are you happy to have me there? Don't you see how you're being used?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I thought about taking my kids to the Palm. But then I got turned off by some of the other diners, snapping their fingers for the waiter, saying "Gimme the lobster," letting their kids run around the restaurant because "we're regulars and they know how much we tip."
Instead, we opted for the neighborhood potluck. Everyone's invited and we all pitch in. Sure, there's usually that family that lets their kid double-dip her chip, or the ones who never offer to host. But for the most part, we show our kids how much fun dining together can be.
Best analogy yet!
Indeed, this is an excellent analogy. Because at the neighborhood potluck, there's no diners looking at what they're getting and comparing it to what other diners are getting. And I'm sure when someone brings mystery meat and you ask "what's in the mystery meat?" no one bats an eye when they're told to pound sand. There's no diners who think they should be getting more than others because...hmm, how do I put this delicately?....they're smarter than the other patrons.![]()
I ate at neighborhood potlucks all my life, I guess I did fine, but heck, I like steak. And though our neighborhood potluck is really, really good, they don't have the all-you-can-eat carnivore goodness of an awesome churrascuria. As they say, YMMV
All that said, in addition for paying for all of my steak, I 100% believe in paying for part of your potluck as well, I really do. It'd be great, however, if I didn't get a side order of sanctimony flung back at me for it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I thought about taking my kids to the Palm. But then I got turned off by some of the other diners, snapping their fingers for the waiter, saying "Gimme the lobster," letting their kids run around the restaurant because "we're regulars and they know how much we tip."
Instead, we opted for the neighborhood potluck. Everyone's invited and we all pitch in. Sure, there's usually that family that lets their kid double-dip her chip, or the ones who never offer to host. But for the most part, we show our kids how much fun dining together can be.
Best analogy yet!