Just a brief note today about some of my summer reading. I have read more this summer, than perhaps any since my school days as a young kid. Yes, the pandemic, and the terrible reruns on TV, the old movies, the lack of sporting events, and the summer heat.
Anyway, I am re-reading Bill Bryson’s “The Lost Continent” for maybe the third or fourth time. It either indicates how bored I am, or how bad cable television has become. If you love travel stories, please read it.
But I ran across one of his many funny lists. This is his Six Rules of Public Dining” to which he always adheres.
- Never eat in a restaurant that displays photographs of the food it serves. (But if you do, never believe the photographs).
- Never eat is a restaurant with flock wallpaper. (I would add wallpaper with windmills)
- Never eat in a restaurant attached to a bowling alley. (I would add pool hall or taxidermy)
- Never eat in a restaurant where you can hear what they are saying in the kitchen. (Unless it is in Chinese or Spanish)
- Never eat in a restaurant that has live entertainers with any of the following words in their titles: Hank, Rhythm, Swinger, Trio, Combo, Hawaiian, Polka. (I would add Bubba)
- Never eat in a restaurant that has blood stains on the walls.
Bill Bryon’s humor is mostly sarcastic, which I enjoy at this particular time in this pandemic. He can describe the most mundane things in the artful and funny prose. And personally, I relate since I travel alone and have experienced some of the same insanity.
So, thank you to Bill for making the end of summer so silly.