At my taverna most of our customers were wonderful, appreciative people who became regulars. Many became lifelong friends. But then we had the difficult and demanding customers who abused our hospitality with rude comments and insults. They pushed my buttons and tested my patience and diplomatic skills. I bit my tongue and retreated to the kitchen to vent my frustrations in a torrent of swearing, voicing bad, mad and even anarchic thoughts I couldn’t utter at the tables.
These are the funniest moments in the book. And nobody is spared the sarcastic satire. The Greeks, the Germans, the Scots, the Americans and especially the English all get their fair share.