“Can we go yet?”
“Don’t tell me they’re sending out more dessert!”
“I’m tired of foie gras.”
Those are all comments I have heard from people—adult people—while eating dinner in public with them.
Usually when I’m eating in a restaurant, I’m doing it for work. I’m a food writer in New York City, where the savvy restaurant operators know who the food writers are, so sometimes I get better service than your average customer.
The chefs and/or owners come out and chat.