I wrote a piece a while back here.
But it seems as fresh today as when I wrote it.
In this case, it's not the Server, but the Master. Namely, Maurizio at Basi next to Jean-Talon market.
He's the owner, but even though I recognize in his young face the world-weariness that I so often feel, Maurizio somehow makes a point of making a point of making time for others. I would NOT want to do what he does; raise a small child and make sure a restaurant is humming 24/7 (even though it's not in a row, it's still 24/7) because frankly, sometimes putting pasta in the microwave is a stretch for me.
But there are saints, and there are saints. And Maurizio is a saint. So when we called to ask for New Year's Eve reservations for three on his answering machine, he called back right away. And when we needed to change them to the second sitting, he pretty much invited us to be there at midnight.
If you ever get a chance, look up Maurizio at Basi. If there was ever a guarantee on this Earth, it's a guarantee that he'll guarantee the best experience on this earth, and follow it up while he's at it, too.
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