A Hostess Refused to Seat My 78-Year-Old Mother Because She “Looked Too Cheap”—Then the Restaurant Owner Came Running From the Kitchen in Tears
I repeated.
“B-E-L-L-I-N-I.”
Alyssa’s smile tightened.
“We have several large parties coming.”
“Could you check the reservation?”
She looked at Mom again.
Then leaned slightly forward.
“Ma’am, just so you’re aware, dinner here can become fairly expensive.”