When Art Imitates Life
There is a short scene in the movie “Julie/Julia” that takes place in a restaurant. The character of Julie Powell, played by Amy Adams meets three other friends for what she refers to as the ‘cobb salad lunch’. The script reads as follows,
Waiter: “What can I get for you?”
Friend #1: “I will have a cobb salad, no bleu cheese.”
Friend #2: “Cobb salad, no beets.”
Friend #3: “Cobb salad, no bacon.”
Friend #4: “Cobb salad, no egg.”
That is a scripted movie. I waited on a table of 8 the other night. Five of them ordered the same thing. It went something like this.
Person #1: I’ll have the club sandwich, no avocado, no bacon, no tomato and I don’t want that garlic mayonnaise, I want regular mayo on the side. I want my fries with no seasoning and make sure the’re well done.
Person#2: I want the club sandwich, no avocado, and I don’t want that sourdough. Do you have wheat bread, give me the wheat bread.
Person #3: I want the club sandwich, no avocado, no mayo. I’ll have ranch on the side. I don’t want fries, I’ll have a baked potato.
Person #4″: I want the club sandwich, no avocado, no bread. Well done fries, no salt.
Person #5: I want the club sandwich, no avocado, what kind of cheese do you have? Do you have American? Why not? Fine, cheddar.
It’s moments like this I really miss a career in showbiz.