A fairly new restaurant in New Albany, Jackson's Seafood, got a good review in Saturday's paper. The day was picture perfect so we put the top down on the car and headed across the river (against Jerry's better judgment -- He knew the place would be crowded after reading the review). The place was PACKED but we gave our order quickly and found an empty table. It was only then we started looking around and realized there were more tables without food than those with it. So, we waited, and waited, and waited. We could almost feel the impatient rumblings rolling through the place when finally a couple of old women spoke up: "I know good and well it doesn't take an hour to fry a piece of fish!" One of them got her money back, warned "I'll never come back in here again", and stormed out. We-e-e-el, she left her sweater hanging on the back of the chair. A few minutes later she sort of sneaked back in to get it. One of the young men who worked there handed it to her and remarked, "I knew you'd be back, one way or another." That eased the tension and about half the restaurant howled with laughter. One woman even jumped up and started helping the staff clean off tables.
The poor guys who own the place were "caught with their pants down" and had to turn away customers and close for a couple of hours to regroup. They even returned everybody's money who had ordered but not received food. We will go back when things settle down because it was delicious.
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