Monday 7/15 - There are mineral mines near
Sudbury, Ontario. This large "nickel," a relic of the mining boom days, was on the grounds of a local
museum. We had an enjoyable meal in its restaurant, though not without a bit of
confusion.Monday 7/15 - There are mineral mines near
Sudbury, Ontario. This large "nickel," a relic of the mining boom days, was on the grounds of a local
museum. We had an enjoyable meal in its restaurant, though not without a bit of
confusion.
The menu indicates there is a discount for seniors, so I ask our teenage waiter, "How old is a senior"? Looking off in the distance, his body language indicates he doesn't know what the restaurant policy is. Undaunted, he issues a tentative ruling on the spot, saying, "About 50?"
Cheered by his response, we take a look at some of the pricier items on the menu, asking what the Soup of the Day might be. He replies, "Quail soup" - which I then order, never having had such before. Martha is puzzled, thinking that since I seldom eat meat (but sometimes fish), the waiter might have said "whale" soup. Laying aside the fact that a whale is a mammal and not a fish, Martha, not totally convinced even after I explain that he said"quail," wants to get things PERFECTLY CLEAR. She asks seriously, "Do you mean whale the fish, or quail the bird"?
Doubtless, had the waiter been a New Yorker, he might have teased, "Our whale soup is for two and comes in a very large bowl."
We are convinced, for no very good reason, that part of the confusion was abetted by the fact that the restaurant overlooked Lake Ramsey... and who knows what one might find in a Canadian lake?