The Beautiful People

Great start to any weekend.

Went exploring some of the patios in my new neighbourhood. A rooftop one in this case.

And I guess the beautiful people must rise to the top. Yowza.

As we watched the gorgerous waiters and waitresses float effortlesly by, we finally asked, "Are you a model?" Our guy said to us, yes, we all are.

After a while, we figured there must be two types of people up on the patio; the beautiful and the people watching the beautiful. I got the feeling we knew in which category the waiter put us.

In between our gawking, we had an appetizer. We asked for a couple of extra slices of French bread to mop up the yummy remaining warm oil and garlic.

When he brought a few little slices back, he said we're charging you $2.50 for this. We said to each other, what? We just might not come back here!

Which was probably just fine with them. We figured they probably do this to "some" people as a kind of an "ugly charge".

Or, you're sitting there and they bring you some bread. You say, "we didn't order any bread."

"Well, you're gettin' some."