That’s gotta be a health code violation.
Speaking of shifts, my dad did a lot of shift work when I was a kid, so I was completely familiar with day, swing, and graveyard. Then, my younger sister started working at a hospital. Funny thing. They didn’t call if graveyard shift.
Or it can backfire spectacularly when it’s the wife paying the bill.
One time on vacation we were eating out at a place where the waitress decided it’d be a good idea to slide into the booth and put her arm around me while taking my order. I don’t recall what tip Mrs J. added to the bill, but it wasn’t anything spectacular.
She was pretty safe doing that in this area, where a ‘gentleman’ of a certain age would never allow a lady to pay for a meal.
Exactly what we did. In those days, not all restaurants had high chairs, so we had a folding chair that strapped onto an ordinary dining chair.
Babies ate their own food and all we needed for them was some boiling water. When they moved up to solids, they usually got an empty plate and were given some food from ours.
On one occasion, a mid-range restaurant objected to the empty plate. We had some grandparents with us and the management had to watch all six of us get up and leave. Most places could see that providing an empty plate was good business.
On tipping: Being British, there is no way anyone gets 20% and many times I would not tip at all. My criterion was always - did they go above and beyond the minimum expected? - simply taking an order and delivering it is what they get paid for. Helping children (and clearing up messes) making suggestions and generally looking after us, especially now that they have a wheelchair to contend with will earn them 10% or more. Cash too - not just added on to the card.