Wednesday, December 8, 2010

McGills Efficiency

French onion soup is just about the only soup that I enjoy. Soup is basically watered down real food so I've never gotten the attraction. But, I'm always looking for some good French onion soup. My old college roommate, Killian, told me about a place over by his house in Brookside called McGills and said they had wonderful French onion soup.

My earliest convenience got me there yesterday afternoon. McGill's is a pretty small place, maybe 12 tables, but at least 3 waiters walking around. I must say the service was spectactular and Marty, my waiter, was very speedy and friendly. He walked right up after I was seated and mentioned the specials. I didn't pay attention because I was just going to get some French onion soup. I told him that and Marty gave me a wink and a smile and said "you must have heard how great it is". I said I did.

The soup is made to order, meaning that the cheese is melted on top when the order is placed. I waited a short time and Marty brought me my soup. Somehow, as I wasn't paying attention, I knocked the spoon off the plate onto the floor, but luckily Marty was right there and handed me a spoon from his shirt pocket. As I looked around I noticed the other 2 waiters had spoons in their pockets. I'd never seen this before so I asked Marty why they all have spoons in their shirt pockets. Marty told me the owner, Bruce, makes them carry the spoons around because people are always dropping the spoons off the saucers and it's just quicker to have a spoon with you to replace the fallen one. I thought that made good sense.

The French onion soup was as good as advertised. The cheese was browned nicely and the croutons were plentiful with just the right amount of moistness. When Marty came back to fill up my water glass I noticed a little bit of string on his pants. I debated whether to point this out to him and decided to say something. Marty said that's another one of Bruce's efficiency ideas. The string is used to pull down his zipper and allows him to use the restroom without touching anything that would force him to have to wash his hands which takes time. Bruce doesn't like doing unnecessary things and soap costs money. I was dumbfounded, but impressed with the idea, but one thing I couldn't figure out, how do you get it back in, I asked.

With a spoon.

Joke via The Mike O'Meara Show's  Robb Spewak, my favorite podcast.

10 comments:

Jerry said...

Where in Brookside is this place?

Harry Balczak said...

I'm just itching to try this place

Anonymous said...

Who told you about this place, cuz I've never heard of it.

Your old college roommate.

Haywood Jablowmi said...

This place blew me away!

Forty Pound Sack said...

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM French onion soup!

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Vag mcyeast said...

When I ate here I began ejaculating in an uncontrolled manner.

Anusbreath said...

When I was here, I took out my dong and waved it around, and it caused me to get better service. I also defecated in the sink before I left.

Sphincter of Oddi said...

That Mcgills dude was an unrepentant douche in his day. He was a real ahole.

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