Pho-lly Disappointed
Once upon a time on a holiday weekend, the Dottie Hottie went to a Pho restaurant at Fields Corner. DH was accompanied by the DottieBiker and MID, as well as two friends, one Caucasian, the other Chinese. They were followed by a large party of presumably Vietnamese people, since they were speaking Vietnamese to the hostess at the restaurant.
The hostess proceeded to arrange a table for the Vietnamese party first. The Dottie Hottie party was confused since they, the Dottie Hotties, had arrived first. The Dottie Hottie party would have to wait. The hostess then showed them to their table, but the Dottie Hottie party was left to find its own high chair for MID. No big deal, but it is nice when a restaurant takes notice of this and shows customers where they can find the high chair (preferably one without the safety buckle busted, as was this one).
The Vietnamese family was then given drink and their orders taken.
The Dottie Hottie party was given menus and tea, and then was plainly ignored. The Vietnamese family was brought their food. The Dottie Hottie party was ignored further. Phone orders were taken. Other customers were seated. Still, the Dottie Hottie party - which, again, had a baby in it - was ignored. No eye contact was made by the wait staff walking by the Dottie Hottie party to serve other customers, all of whom were presumably Vietnamese, as well.
Finally, the Dottie Hottie politely asked the server walking by, “Excuse me?”
It was only then that the orders were taken. The food arrived moments later, and while the food was delicious and very affordable, it left something of a bad taste in the Dottie Hottie’s mouth. It’s hard to say what was really at play here, but it felt like discrimination. And if that is the case, is a shame that discrimination transpires here even in Dorchester where our multiculturalism is one of our best assets. Discrimination has a terrible aftertaste.
