I've been battling a hideous cold all week and can barely sit still without coughing, but I remembered I wanted to make a point about service. I do frequently bitch about waiters so I wanted to make sure I called out what I consider to be outstanding service.

Last week when Otis's parents were here we went to breakfast at Hot Suppa. I was starving, and I ordered biscuits and sausage gravy, with eggs over medium. When the plate arrived I noticed the eggs were undercooked (more like over easy, which makes me a little queasy). I told the waitress, who promptly whisked my plate away, returned it without the eggs so I could eat my biscuits while waiting for the refire, and then took $2 off our bill without being asked.

I was so impressed! Good service doesn't require fine dining, or snobbery. It just requires someone who cares about his or her job. Thanks Hot Suppa waitress whose name I don't know! You've restored my faith in Portland waitstaff!

(Plus the food was tasty, as usual!)