I once asked the waiter in a restaurant in rural Portugal for a “to-go” box. He absorbed this request a beat too long before cheerfully consenting. He returned with my fish on a China platter covered with aluminum foil. “Just return the plate when you can,” he said. I did, the next day.
Our eat-in/take-out line is blurry
by Jimmy Johnson
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