Yesterday was our 53rd wedding anniversary. As we try to do each year we splurged on a nice dinner at an upscale restaurant. Exchanging gifts has long been over between us. What could we possibly need?
The thing is it appears the idea of fine dining in a nice atmosphere has gone the way of men taking their hat off while eating.
Call me a snob, judgmental or just old fashioned, but when I’m paying $250 for dinner I don’t want the guy at the next table wearing a hoody sweatshirt, jeans with a dirty handkerchief hanging from his back pocket and with the table manners of a Neanderthal.
The restaurant says proper attire required or was it appropriate causal attire? In any case who dares enforce any criteria? Traditional definitions of proper and appropriate no longer apply.
As we were finishing our dinner some older couples arrived properly dressed followed by several young ladies also in jeans looking more prepared for a tailgate party than fine dining.
If America seeks a classless society, we are well on our way to eliminating class and embracing mediocrity.
Oh yeah, in a restaurant with a 300 plus bottle wine list, the guy in the hoody had a beer, yeah, I am a snob and proud of it.