Kevin Fischer is a veteran broadcaster, the recipient of over 150 major journalism awards from the Milwaukee Press Club, the Wisconsin Associated Press, the Northwest Broadcast News Association, the Wisconsin Bar Association, and others. He has been seen and heard on Milwaukee TV and radio stations for over three decades. A longtime aide to state Senate Republicans in the Wisconsin Legislature, Kevin can be seen offering his views on the news on the public affairs program, "InterCHANGE," on Milwaukee Public Television Channel 10, and heard filling in on Newstalk 1130 WISN. He lives with his wife, Jennifer, and their lovely young daughter, Kyla Audrey, in Franklin.
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FOOD BLOGS, BUT ONLY ONE CULINARY NO-
Many previous Culinary no-no segments have lengthy lead-ups to the actual no-no. We’ll break with tradition this week.
People are slobs.
I’ve written in the past about some pet peeves.
Guys refusing to take off hats or caps inside restaurants.
Folks, primarily men, dressing like bums in restaurants, often when their wives or girlfriends are dressed to the nines.
What happened to class and self-respect?
Back during the summer of 2007 while filling in for Mark Belling on Newstalk 1130 WISN, I discussed a Wall Street Journal article about an undesirable pattern in hotels where guests who had been wooed by spa amenities were now parading around lobbies, bars, even wedding receptions in bathrobes.
“The Ritz-Carlton in Miami's South Beach has put its employees on alert to keep guests in robes and slippers out of the club lounge on the concierge floor. Management at the Huntington Hotel in San Francisco is instructing its staff not to seat anyone wearing robes in the bar. Staffers at the Four Seasons Punta Mita in Mexico have started offering to fetch clothing for guests if they show up at one of the resort's restaurants without proper attire.
“Hotels that aren't vigilant risk alienating businesspeople and outside guests who come for power breakfasts or ladies' lunches, or anyone else who would prefer not to see glimpses of hairy bellies and cellulite. Gerry Hempel Davis was having afternoon tea with her grandson earlier this year at the Homestead, a luxury resort in Hot Springs, Va., when she spotted an ‘oversized male’ traipsing through in flip-flops and a robe, revealing ‘two inches too many’ of his bare legs. ‘Maybe I'm just old-fashioned, but to me that is totally unacceptable -- it's atrocious,’ she says.”
This yucky trend has gone beyond “The Great Hotel Cover-Up.” No longer containing themselves indoors, today’s slobs are venturing outdoors, and not in fancy silk attire either.
What the hell is that?
Apparently a certain and rather large faction of society has deemed it appropriate to wear pajamas to the grocery store, drug store, shopping mall, post office, and restaurants.
Recently we dined at a popular family restaurant in Oak Creek.
No one wears their Sunday best at Melrose and no one is expected to. Even so, I was bit surprised to see perfectly from our table a woman walk in with some friends who looked like she had just gotten out of bed, and I’m not talking about her hairdo.
Some individuals can probably get away with jammies in public.
But the woman in my view didn’t resemble anything like Rihanna.
After a double take and a shake of my head I went back to my knife and fork. To be sure this wasn’t a major distraction or atrocity. But the behavior speaks to the general decline in civility. I can’t imagine appearing at any restaurant or just about anywhere in public in my nightwear.
Are there exceptions? Around 6:30 this morning I walked to my mailbox to get the Sunday paper in pjs. I was covered in my winter jacket and scarf.
How about in a fast food drive-thru?
But at a sit down restaurant?
Blogger Miss Sophisticated Manners says, "This new fascination with wearing pjs into public has me pulling my hair out. It was only a few years ago that one was only ever seen in nightclothes behind closed bedroom doors. Wearing pajamas anywhere outside of the home gives the impression that you are so lazy you couldn’t be bothered getting dressed before you left the house."
I concur with psychologist and human resources professional Deborah Plummer who once blogged:
"Call me old-fashioned, but I grew up in a generation where clothes had categories associated with function and locality. We had school clothes, play clothes, church clothes, party clothes, cleaning house clothes, and clothes that we slept in called pajamas. We dressed up to go certain places like theaters, restaurants and especially when we traveled on an airplane. I am not a complete fuddy duddy and understand that many of these situations are more common place today. People have adjusted their sense of fashion accordingly. But when did we get so relaxed that pajamas are now totally acceptable in public places? When did pajamas in public places become commonly worn across gender, races, generations and socioeconomic groups? Did I miss something here?"
Conservative author and columnist Linda Chavez wrote last month:
“I don't know what irritates me most about this phenomenon. Is it the lack of simple decorum? Or is it the infantilization of our popular culture? The first time I saw a young woman wearing PJs in public, I assumed she was mentally ill or homeless or both. The flimsy cotton bottoms looked like they'd been lifted from the local hospital and were held up by a tattered drawstring. But she had enough money to order a venti Frappuccino at Starbucks and sit sipping it in her T-shirt and pajama bottoms at a suburban mall. That was a few years ago, and since then the trend seems to have accelerated.”
Chavez also poses the all-important question:
CULINARY NO-NO BONUSES
This isn't good, especially now.