My reply? "We don't need menus. We come here just for the water and the crackers."
Ms. Elkins didn't miss a beat. She paused slightly, then smiled politely and kept on walkin' toward that menu rack.
On the inside, though, she was thinking: "Crack a joke I haven't heard before, kid."
Thursday, after 60--yes, I said sixty--years of waitressing at Jim's, Ms. Elkins hung up her white apron and retired.
Tips aren't as good in retirement, but the hours are better. Enjoy life, Ms. Elkins. ...And thanks.
6 comments:
I love the crackers and the cole slaw. I like everything about Jim's....except the "Seat Nazi."
....You know who I'm talking about.
Always loved Jimmy, though. Good man.
Strangely enough, I had lunch there yesterday during her reception.
I miss Jim. I remember he told me I looked like Roberto Benigni.
Were you jumping on the seats and kissing people Hoyt? :-)
I've eaten there too. Nice place. I can't say I recall the wait staff though.
Hoyt: From Jim, that was a high compliment, I'm sure.
Jedi: What a staff they've had at Jim's. It is common--really, common--for those folks to have worked there 25, 35 or 40 years. Some even at the same job. Special, and unusual.
Rt. 75: The seating direction has been softened!
Makes me want a grilled cheese sandwich with pickle and a glass of tomato juice.
LOL. It would be the BEST grilled cheese ever, though!
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