Anyone recall the name of this place? I recall it took two hours to get served food!
The year was March 1977
Anyone recall the name of this place? I recall it took two hours to get served food!
The year was March 1977
Two hours to get served was par for the course back in the day. You can get used to nearly anything. After being down in Negril for a while, I came to be accustomed to long waits for food. The culture shock came when I stayed in my model sister's apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan and ordered food from a deli off a menu she had stuck on her refrigerator. My first shock was the guy on the other end of the phone getting annoyed with me because I was taking too long to place my order. I was used to talking slowly and repeating my order in order to try to prevent too many errors. The second shock was hearing the knock at the apartment door long before I was expecting it, with the sandwich done to perfection and the Heineken nice and cold. Night and day difference between the pace of life in New York and Negril.