A parental advice thingy about how terrible children are in restaurants. I feel I have to counter this week's column in my own little corner here. Never had any problems in restaurants with our children, on the contrary. As a rule they are on their very best behaviour when in good company, to this day. Piffin loved eating in restaurants so much that she used to trick us. I remember one time in particular, it was in Ludwigsburg. Piffin complained of thirst, and we decided to take a break and to sit down for a drink. The waiter came to take our order, "Spaetzle met Sauce" she told him in her loveliest voice. We had no choice, and also ordered food.
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