We have a Culinary repeat this week, a leftover if you will, but a very, very good one. This no-no will never disappear. It’s a constant. Drives me nuts. and I’ve seen it a lot lately. Thus, the rerun, from 2010:
I am not, I repeat, not an elitist snob. I am, however, well-groomed and mannered, a true gentleman despite my edgy persona on radio, TV, and the blogosphere.
The fact is I cringe at slobs in fancy restaurants. Slobs in general normally have me shaking my head. Mind you I don’t lose sleep and I don’t become violently angry at the sight of a clueless bum in public. I just wonder where the guy’s brains are (and yes, it’s usually a guy).
We have become a nation of slobs. I blame the Bubba.
The Bubba made it cool to go out in public looking as horrible as possible.
Nowhere is this more evident today than in restaurants. Hardly anyone gets dressed up to go out anymore. Did you just wake up? No need to change! If you must, just throw some jeans on and a shirt and you’re all set.
It’s amazing men can dress themselves at all. Just look around the next time you’re dining out. It’s always the woman that’s dressed to the nines and her bozo significant other looks like an ad for send this boy to camp.
I saw it on Friday night. Two couples stroll into the restaurant my family and I were at. The women were dressed casually. But looked nice. Their guys were sartorially bankrupt.
One of them looked like he picked his clothes out of a huge ball of old stuff piled high in the middle of his bedroom. Making matters worse was the old, dirty, grubby baseball cap he refused to take off when seated.
The second guy was one of those weasel types, about 5 foot nothin’, 98 pounds soakin’ wet, tattoos all over his arms, and he wore black horn rimmed glasses and one of those Frank Sinatra fedora hats circa 1955. I bet he lives a stone’s throw from Brady Street.
Did he take his hat off? Are you kiddin’ me?
Now these characters might be the sweetest, kindest, most intelligent, wonderful guys women would ever want to meet.
ONE THOUSAND ONE…
ONE THOUSAND TWO…
ONE THOUSAND THREE….
HUGE UPROARIOUS LAUGH!
I for the life of me will never understand why guys can’t take a few minutes to get properly attired for their wives or dates or why their wives and dates tolerate their slovenliness.
As I wrote a few years ago on Culinary no-no #61 and bring back with some updates::
Let’s face it.
Truly, as a group, men are slobs. Most men could never dress themselves properly to save their lives (The sport coat-wrinkled shirt-blue jeans- sneakers combo is a perfect example).
This guy, however, is a gentleman.
That’s Bum Phillips. Phillips coached the old Houston Oilers from 1975-1980 and also had a coaching stint with the New Orleans Saints. Sports fans would know him almost immediately from that photo. Take another look at it, then look at this photo:
Now this one….
Notice any difference between the two?
In this one, Phillips is wearing his trademark cowboy hat….
In this picture, he’s sans hat…
In the picture of the game against the Bears where Phillips is shaking hands with Walter Payton, the game was played at Chicago’s Soldier Field……..outside.
In the other picture, the game was played at the Oilers’ home stadium, the Houston Astrodome…….inside.
Someone once asked the folksy Phillips why he never wore his cowboy hat inside domed stadiums. Phillips replied that his mama taught him it was never polite to wear a hat indoors.
If only that sentiment were alive today.
There’s an epidemic in society today and it’s only getting worse: men wearing hats indoors, especially in restaurants. And it’s not just in McDonald’s or Culver’s. Men are refusing to take their hats off in restaurants of all kinds.
You see it everywhere. Men of all ages, young and ancient, inside dining establishments, hats firmly placed on heads. The hat of choice is generally some rag-tag baseball cap.
My wife and I recently ate at Bar Louie at Bayshore. Bar Louie isn’t Sanford’s by any means but it’s not the Dew Drop Inn either. I swear I was in the minority. Most of the men in the place were wearing hats.
I’m reminded of a story a woman once told me about a first date. Excited about the evening, she dressed to the nines with fur coat, dress, high heels. Her escort showed up in shirt and jeans and some less than average coat. And let’s not forget, the very stylish baseball cap! Or at least he thought it was because he wore it throughout their entire elegant dinner.
Does my blood boil when I see these Neanderthals in restaurants looking foolish? No, it doesn’t. I don’t go screaming for the manager and I certainly don’t ask anybody to remove any clothing. My meals are never ruined because of a slob sitting next to me.
So what’s the beef? Simply that it’s bad manners. It’s wrong. The larger issue is that over the years, society has lost its grooming and etiquette skills, becoming uncivil.
DrDaveandDee.com is a free advice site. Dr. Dave is an MD, and Dr. Dee is a Ph.D. They answer questions on health, medicine, relationships, families, etiquette, manners, and fashion tips. On the subject at hand, Dr. Dave and Dr. Dee received the following:
“Dear Dr. Dave and Dr. Dee,
Is it proper to keep your hat on in a casual restaurant?
Hats Off to You
Dear Hats Off,
Assuming that you are asking about casual hats such as baseball caps, then the following applies: Although commonly seen in casual restaurants, it’s really not proper etiquette to keep one’s hat on when eating. Some etiquette experts advise taking off a hat when eating outdoors, too.”
So guys, use your manners. Make mom proud. Take the stupid hat off, not just in restaurants, but anyplace indoors.
And while we’re on this subject, it wouldn’t hurt to dress up a little when you go out.
—This Just In…August 8, 2010 (Bum Phillips died in 2013)
Just a few days after Culinary no-no #178 was posted the Wall Street Journal delved into the growing trend of men who have no clue about hat etiquette. The newspaper stumbled upon one Hector Ramirez, the future of America, brain dead:
“Hector Ramirez sort of knows, from watching old movies, that men are supposed to take off their hats when indoors. But the 19-year-old Brown University student wears fedoras in class—with jeans—anyway.
‘If I’m wearing a hat and it’s part of my look, I don’t think I should have to take it off,’ he says. On a recent trip to New York, an usher at a church had to remind him to take off his fedora. ‘I was wearing it all day and I guess I kind of just forgot I had it on’.”
Read the Wall Street piece here.