Chapter 68

Brian waited for the perfect time to flip the cakes. When finished, he made the proper presentation, with banana slices and blueberries in a circle around the plates and a sprig of mint, then he dusted them with powdered sugar. “Rico, they’re done.”

“Good, now put a towel on your arm and serve them to table twelve. Do you remember what I say?” The waiters never objected to Rico or Brian serving from time to time.

“Yes, Rico.” A few of the regulars smiled at Brian being taught, but he didn’t mind. Rico said everyone was new at one time.

Brian strutted to table twelve and slid the plates onto the table before a man and a woman. “Buon giorno, good morning. Your waiter is at dinner and I wanted you to have this right off the grill. Enjoy.” He bowed and began to walk off.

The woman said, “What a nice young man. We have to come here again, Sam, but he said ‘dinner’ and this is breakfast time, and that’s our waiter over there.”

“I think he was joking.”