And restaurants that don't take bookings. That's a particular fuckbear of mine. It's not cool to stand outside and hope you'll get a seat. Especially for a gourmet burger, which, if you remember, is just a meat sandwich. And in that strange inversion of common sense, empty pubs with 'reserved for Sophie 7pm' signs on half the tables. I don't know who Sophie is, but she can fuck off, because it's 7.30pm and I want to sit down. So we can reserve a table in a pub but not a restaurant. Welcome to progress.
I remember a while back being dragged to that Wahaca place that promises Mexican street food (that's another thing, street food – served in a restaurant). No bookings, senor, but you can wile away your time in our bar. It's 10pm, will we get served? He shrugs: maybe. So, hold on, we get to wait on the off-chance your staff might just fuck off home and leave us hungry?