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| - As a single woman "of a certain age," I like to think that those days when restaurants gave preferential treatment to couples and families are over. But no. I was offered a teeny tiny 3/4 size single table next to a family with two babies, complete with a stroller blocking what little access space there was to the single chair. I said no. Next, I was offered another barely there table next to the washroom. I said no. Then I spotted a couple vacating a small booth, and asked if I could take that. No, I was told, that was for the couple behind me. But I was there first? Didn't matter. That,despite the fact that there was a single woman clearly occupying a table for four by herself. I pointed this out. Oh, but we're getting full now. Would I like to sit at the bar? It was, I pointed out, 10:00 AM. No thanks, I said, and left.
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