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A creative blog by Heidi Huber on The Whole 9

Heidi Huber started her career with the sink or swim theory. Luckily she knows the freestyle which has taken her from the Chicago stage to behind the scenes in Los Angeles where she currently continues to tap as The Whole 9’s Chief of Everything Else.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen at a restaurant?

Was it someone yelling at their child to finish their ice cream even though the child stated they were full, or was it someone eating his napkin?  Was it witnessing 2 toddlers squeezed into one highchair or someone feeding a toy dog at their table?  It happens, People…

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen at a restaurant?

  1. - people taking pictures of their food… hmmm, were they planning to take more of it after they pooped it?

  2. a celeb and his date were sitting at a corner booth with a long table cloth. then she was gone for a bit. i figured she had been to the ladies room. after about five minutes, she appeared….from beneath the table. i think the stones’ song says it all; rocks off!

  3. Definitely when people think it’s okay to bring dogs to restaurants — and the restaurants let them. Since when did that rudeness become acceptable?

  4. I don’t know if you consider this weird or scary. We were at our favorite Indian restaurant when a customer waiting for his take-out order had an irrational outburst with the waiter and the Manager. Suddenly out from the kitchen comes a huge Indian man in a turban and chef’s jacket wielding a giant cleaver up in the air as to bring it down on the crazy guy. I had never been a witness to this kind of entertainment. When the irate man finally left, the whole restaurant applauded. Isn’t that weird?

  5. Aside from all the celebrity encounters I’ve had at restaurants here in LA over the years (eg: Ellen De Genres getting into a screaming match with Portia de Rossi at The Real Food Daily, then the two of them rushing out the backdoor to a waiting car and driver and racing away pursued by dozens of paparazzi; Warren Beatty paying for my lunch at The Ivy in Santa Monica after he asked for and I gave him most of my Sunday Times while waiting at the bar for someone, all with no overt acknowledgement of who he was of course), I’d say the time in Paris when Liz and I were having dinner in a 3 star Michelin restaurant and an elegantly dressed single woman next to us was feeding bits of her meal under the table to the dachsund curled at her feet (diners in France routinely bring their dogs in with them) after which the pooch got up and proceeded to pee all over her Manolo Blahniks! Unbelievable, and absolutely classic scene.

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