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Didn't Your Mamma Teach You Better?

Last Saturday night we decided to go out for a lesser priced, but good meal, so we chose Lovoy's at SoHo. We ate there a couple of weeks ago and enjoyed it very much, though I miss the old 1970's style location. The food was as good as I remembered, especially after 8 p.m., when the red sauce has had time to simmer more.

But on our most recent visit, I was amazed at the number of men wearing ball caps inside the restaurant! Now I realize Lovoy's isn't a four star dining establishment, but it is good local Italian food in a pleasant atmosphere. Now the best I can figure is that are several possible reasons these men are wearing ballcaps (notice how I do not even call them hats, which would still be rude to wear inside).

One: These people are follically challenged, which I am becoming more and more of...deal with it and grow up. Cope.

Two: If you are trying to make a statement, congratulations, you have done so: "I'm a hick."

Three: Their mama didn't teach them any better!

I will never forget the first time Alabama played a football game in the Superdome. There was Bear Bryant without his usual houndstooth hat. He was asked by then ABC Sports television legend Keith Jackson why he didn't have his hat on. The Bear simply growled back, "Mama always taught me you don't wear a hat in the house." 

Posted on Friday, August 13, 2010 at 09:16PM by Registered CommenterEvan Lockridge in | Comments1 Comment

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AMEN!! I'm an avid hat wearer (Fedoras, pub caps, trillbys, etc...) and I absolutely can't stand it when people have a hat (much worse, a cap) on inside a restaurant or or some other establishment. Granted, even I usually leave my hat on when attending an indoor sporting event such as a 'Bama Hockey game (sorry Bear) but I was always taught that you remove your hat indoors as a show of respect. My great-grandfather wore a hat every time he stepped out the door, even to just go to the mailbox, but the second he stepped back inside, the hat came off. That's how I learned. Sure wish he could have taught some of these putz'.

Oh yeah... I'm bald too, but I still take my hat off at the dinner table.

August 15, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterBC

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