I just remembered an experience we had in Remy on our last cruise, I can't believe it took me so long to remember and post about it. It's all about... duh duh duh.... The. Couple.
The. Couple. came in with another couple and the four of them were at the table next to us. The. Couple. proceeded to talk loudly enough for everyone in the restaurant to know that they were WELL OFF AND FANCY PEOPLE.
Although I heard much about the background of The. Couple., Im not sure the other couple they were with ever talked. I do know that they apparently own a restaurant and/or work at/run a country club in the city in which I live because The. Couple. mentioned it a couple of times. The. Couple., on the other hand, live in San Francisco. Due to these discrepancies I made up my own backstory in which The. Couple. met the other couple that day on the ship and invited them to join them. The other couple was then silenced by regret, intimidation, and the total realization that they were totally engulfed by some major douchbaggery going on. At least I know they didnt have to pay for it. How do I know? The very first thing the woman of the The. Couple. (now The Woman) said to the other couple was Dont worry about the cost. This is on us since we made you guys come. And, of course, well have the wine pairing.
I just happened to have some paper in my purse so I decided to be totally gauche and I wrote down some choice quotes from the night as they occurred. For those of you who may not know, I just want to give some background information: 1) before the meal starts, theres an Amuse Bouche course which is basically just a single, bite-sized hors doevure,
different from appetizers in that they are not ordered from a menu by patrons, but, when served, are done so for free and according to the chefs selection alone (thanks Wikipedia); 2) The restaurant has an actual sommelier who comes out and serves the wine and gives you background on it; 3) all of the wines are French.
I have to admit that once The. Couple. was seated my husband and I actually stopped talking to each other and just listened to them for the rest of the night. Ladies and Gentleman, my entertainment with my excellent meal:
Without you, Id be like that guy from American Psycho. Before he killed everybody.
You have Bojangles where you live, correct? God, Bojangles. Disgusting. Even the name sounds disgusting. Isnt it a step down from McDonalds? (This only means something to people who are from or have spent any time in the South and believe me when I say THEMS FIGHTING WORDS. Bojangles is heaven.)
Hmm. This is not really an amuse bouche.
Now, where exactly in this region did this wine come from? My brother has a house in that region.
(Upon being served one of the gourmet courses) We have this at home all the time.
(Upon the sommelier talking about the region of France a wine came from) Oh, I love it there. They have beautiful chateaus.
We have all kinds of this wine in our own cellar.
People who like Notre Dame are going to be disappointed. Theyre going to undergo a scandal like Penn State.
Oh, Warren is applying to high school. Some of them cost $30,000.00 a year, but no matter. Hell come out better than our daughter who is majoring in print journalism. Such a dying field.
The Woman spent about 20 minutes telling the other couple how to run their restaurant and the events they should have. She wrapped up that portion of the conversation with You can even get lesbians to come!
The sommelier is pouring them another glass of wine. The Woman sniffs it and says rapturously to him: It smells like manure and blueberries.
I swear, every single word of that is true.
The other thing that happened on this cruise, which was the NYE Dream cruise, is that Geraldo was on it and had the same dining rotation as my family. On NYE we were in Animator's Palate and were leaving the restaurant, passed his table just as a totally drunk woman stumbled up to his table, yelling, "Geraldo!! I LOVE YOU!"