On Monday I met a friend in the Burger 21 on Linebaugh to discuss a class we would both be teaching. I was a bit nervous about it.
I have brought dogs before to Burger 21 and not had a problem, but this time they were really exceptionally pleasant. We sat in the corner at the back away from everyone. Eventually, the place filled up and people sat next to us (a mom and her two daughters), but at the beginning, we had the place mostly to ourselves.
The one guy at the counter brought over a bowl of ice water for Corky and I didn't have the heart to tell him that he can't drink in coat. We just moved it out of the way. Corky tried to tip it over almost immediately.
Which led to us using tons of napkins to sop up the water on the floor. Which Corky then tried to eat.
Sigh.
All of the wait staff who helped us were friendly and helpful and very cognizant and sweet to Corky. Even the customers were amazing. I have never been to a restaurant where all of the moms knew to ask if Corky could be petted first.
I was at the counter with Corky waiting with one mom who said, "I can't believe my daughter hasn't run over here yet. She loves dogs." She glanced at their booth and sure enough a small little girl was sliding down and running toward us. The mom almost yelled at her as she came up to Corky,
"Honey, you have to ask if you can pet him!"
She looked at me.
I shook my head. "I'm sorry. He's working. He can't be petted right now."
The mom took her daughter's hand. "See honey, he's working. He's doing a job."
Dang, these Burger 21 people were on it!
I got back to the booth and my friend and I worked some more. Then the small family of three moved into the booth next to us. The two girls sat along the wall and the mom was in the far chair. They made sure to slide in from the far side so as not to bother Corky.
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| Corky, lying against the booth, is in good position to whack his tail against the small girl's feet as she is sitting in the booth next to us. |
Corky looked up and saw the girls. He wagged his tail. It thumped against the older girls feet and ankles. She smiled and bit into her hamburger. She knew a good thing when she had it hitting her in the shin.
When we had finished lunch, I thanked the girls next to us for being so nice and letting Corky smack them with his tail. I told them that he really needed to get his wagger under control.
I highly recommend a stop in Burger 21. Not only for the food, but for the service and the people. They are uniformly nice and pleasant. It was a great lunch.
