what a brown-nosing waiter!. my dad had a wonderful time at oceanaire!
unfortunately, our visit there was not for my dad but for my wife. i had made a reservation through open table and had specified that the occasion was my wife's birthday. the waiter acknowledged it was my wife's birthday and wished her a happy birthday. but after that, the service my wife and i received was no better than the service one would receive at denny's or perkins. we had to ask the waiter for everything we wanted - drinks when we were empty, a napkin when one was taken from us and coffee when it wasn't offered.
the waiter had zeroed in on my dad as the person paying the bill, a.k.a. the tipper. he said things to him like working with our table wasn't even like working at all, and that after his shift was done and he was drinking a beer with his buddies, he was going to make a toast to my dad because he was such a great guy.
what b.s., what a brown-nosing waiter and what poor service we received because of that.