To start the day off right, Shlomik woke up at 6:30am and demanded cartoons. Since he was going to day care and not staying home, I decided to give him what he wanted and go back to sleep. I woke up to the disturbing sight of Nochum walking around the room. Disturbing because wife was asleep and so was I and the rail on the crib was up. Apparently, Shlomik somehow managed to get Nochum over the rail and out of the crib without either of them falling.
In the afternoon, we went to a hashkafah.com meet at Amazon Cafe on Quentin and E 12th. There won't be any more meets at Amazon, nor am I interested in patronizing it by myself.
After a glass water carafe was accidentally broken, the staff didn't bother cleaning the table of off glass even though there were kids sitting at it.
The selection of beer is a joke and so are the prices. $5 for Heineken and $5 for Corona.
I ordered nana tea and I would assume that for $2.75, they'd be able to afford something better than Lipton.
To top off the quality service, the waitress, who was not busy, or rather was busy posing for pictures, refused to split the check, claiming we were a party of 7 and the check could not be split. I assume her extensive knowledge of mathematics, led her to believe that 15% off of $100 is higher than 15% off of 4 checks adding up to a $100. She did, towards the end, offer to make 2 checks. As I said, she was extremely busy.
She also forgot to bring one of the drinks.
Interestingly enough, even though the waitress called us a party of 7, we were only a party of one:
Incidentally, after looking at Amazon Cafe's website, the bad service is no surprise. The site seems to have been made by a 10 year old, and not a talented 10 year old but one of those designer wannabes from myspace.
After the meet, we went to avenue U China Town to restock on some green tea. I made sure to bring a backpack, which was put to good use as I also bought two six packs of Chinese beer, and one of Thai.
Near the train we saw some fresh, steaming kaka:
Since there's no uptown service at U, thank you MTA for charging more for less, we took the train to Sheepshead Bay. Our misadventures continued when, after getting off the downtown Q and crossing to the uptown side, we were met with a station and train full of people, cops on the scene and more cops pulling up outside. Apparently there was a fight and someone got stabbed.
The place was crawling with cops and we decided that it would be faster to walk to Ocean Avenue and catch a 49 bus. 2 overfilled buses drove by without stopping and we decided to walk. As we walked from Z to U, I called several friends and finally got through to one who graciously agreed to pick us up.
It's good to be home.
Just found out that the person's item who left early was not removed from the check and the place actually stole money from us.