Feeling obligated to tip at a takeout restaurant. It's not that I hate tipping. I certainly don't mind forking over the extra cash for a server or aesthetician if they have provided excellent service, but what's with the tip line on the receipt at places like Hi-Tech Burrito, and the dirty look you get if you don't write anything there? Isn't that why one goes to a take out place, to avoid that extra 20% you have to pay for the pleasure of being served at a table? Furthermore I thought that tipping is supposed to optional, and I don't appreciate the feeling that I'm going to get a loogie topping on my food if I don't.
at the same time...
I love...
Take-out food. Here in Marin we aren't limited to the greasy, fried take-out that so many are subjected to; here take-out can be just as healthy, organic, and homemade tasting as if you just pulled it off the stove yourself. The other fabulous thing about take-out are the available dishes that I wouldn't actually want to cook but still harbor a hearty craving for now and again. Do I love slow cooked Kalua Pork? YES! But I certainly don't want to go through all the trouble of slow cooking a whole pig to make it. Thus my friends at places like Sol Food, Whole Foods, Mauna Loa Hawaiian BBQ, and Cafe Gratitude (see my reviews on Yelp!) occasionally help me out by providing a lovely dinner (and leftover lunch the next day) with none of the hassle and fuss. So even though the tip line may bother me, I just can't beat a vegan sunshine burger and home brewed kombucha on a hot day, or a spicy pollo platter to share with my sweetheart that I didn't have to make myself.
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