The timeless charm of the legendary dad garson
I've always thought that a dad garson is the backbone of any restaurant that actually cares about its soul. You know the type—the waiter who has probably been working at the same spot since before you were born, wearing a crisp white shirt that's seen a thousand shifts and a vest that fits just a little too snugly around the middle. There is something incredibly comforting about walking into a bistro or a neighborhood cafe and being greeted by someone who doesn't just see you as a table number, but as a guest in their own living room. ...