Monday, May 23, 2005
Poison-Berry
Yesterday morning, I got up at 6am to pick my brother up from the airport. We arrived thirty minutes before his plane was scheduled to arrive. Amanda and I went inside to check the arrival screen and see if his plane was on time, it was. So we went back outside and sat with my mother who was chain smoking. At about five of eight (ten minutes before his plane was scheduled to land) we went back inside and sat by the hall where all the passengers come out to claim their baggage. Lo and behold, there is my brother. I so hate that. They should have put ‘arrived’ or ‘unloading’ or something so we would have known he was there.
Anyway, since he had been flying all night from Hawaii, I took him, my mother, and my daughter all to IHOP for breakfast. Let me start by telling you how cute our waiter, Aaron, was. See, I can get away with some very discreet flirting when it’s just me and my daughter or me and another female but, take my twenty two year old brother and my daughter and we look like a family. Flirting was pointless. So, instead, I tried to help Amanda decide what to eat. She wanted chicken strips at nine in the morning. Crazy little girl. Noah was trying to convince her that she really wanted pancakes because of all of the syrup choices you get at IHOP. She asked what flavors there were and Noah told her. When he got to boysenberry, she freaked out. She says to him “Do you think you can trick me into eating ‘poison-berry’ syrup? I might be a kid, but I am not falling for that one Uncle Doh-Doh!” There was no convincing her that she wanted pancakes after that.
Well, I wanted the same thing I always want when I go to IHOP, the Rooty Tooty Fresh and Fruity®. The problem with that is, without fail, you sound like a moron ordering it. Years ago, in a less secure time in my life, I would have just pointed to the menu or told someone else what I wanted and let them order for me. I shared my hesitancy to sound like an idiot with my family who laughed with me. That was when I realized that the last time I ordered the Rooty Tooty Fresh and Fruity ® I was in a relationship. Wow. Time to jump that ‘scared to sound like a moron to my cute waiter’ hurdle. So Aaron comes back over to take our orders. Noah orders French toast, mom ordered Cheese Blintzes (which I had never heard of before), and I ordered Amanda’s food. Then Aaron asks me what I would like and I say it, ‘Rooty Tooty Fresh and Fruity®’ [insert cringe here]. Then I laughed and told Aaron that I guess there was no way to say that with out sounding like a fool, you can’t really shorten it. He concurred and admitted to me that the next time, should I want to get in on the lingo, I could just order a ‘Rooty’. He said that was what the employees of IHOP referred to it as.
So there you have it, readers. Should you enjoy IHOP’s famous Rooty Tooty Fresh and Fruity® breakfast combo, I have just given you the proper jargon for ordering it. You can somehow manage to look semi-cool by at least referring to it the way the waiters and waitresses do. Just make sure you don’t eat any of the ‘poison-berry’ syrup on your pancakes.
~Kate
so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 6:23 AM
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