Now Serving Free-Range Children
I am working where the back of the bar intersects with the kitchen opening where dishes are sent through for me to bring to the tables. I suddenly see a toddler walk up to the door to the kitchen and just push on through like she owns the place.
A busy working restaurant kitchen is no place for a toddler, so I rush over, get ahead of her, and shoo her back into the restaurant. Her mother sees me doing this and glares at me.
Mother: “It’s fine if she goes through. She’ll come out again when I call her.”
Me: “Uh… no? She’s not allowed in the kitchen.”
Mother: “She can go where her curiosity takes her. Leave the parenting to me!”
Me: “I would if you were doing any actual parenting. Keep her at your table, or you’re leaving.”
Cue the typical “how dare you”s and demands for managers. The manager is summoned, and I make sure to explain the situation before the mother can.
Me: “She let her young daughter wander into the kitchen unsupervised where we currently have lots of staff running around with hot oils, knives, and other dangerous kitchen equipment.”
Mother: “Now you’re making it sound like I’m a bad mother!”
Manager: “Funny that, isn’t it? Keep your daughter at your table, ma’am.”
Mother: “My child is allowed to roam!”
Manager: “Then take her to a park. This is a busy restaurant, and she needs to stay at your table, or you’ll be asked to leave.”
The mother audibly “hmphed” but kept her daughter close for the rest of their meal.