I'm sometimes forced frequent this establishment as some of my friends like to meet here out of convenience.
All of the waiters (save one or two) have a unique knack for making you feel like an unwelcome relative who decided to drop by unannounced and ruin their Sunday afternoon.
On one occasion, one of the waiters (who looks like a young Steve Buscemi) even decided to ridicule our group because we sat down at a table that he hadn't cleaned yet. After we sat down he left a smelly, dirty rag in the middle of the table to make some sort of point – he also made some sort of wise-crack that no one really understood. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t think it’s good form to embarrass customers.
I still hesitate every time I open the door to Le Trappistes, and if I see the Steve Buscemi lookalike I head for the other side of the bar to avoid him.
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