[Strangler Lewis]

When I was a little kid, we used to take these vacations to Miami Beach. During our stays, my parents would send me down to play in the game room, have lunch by myself at the restaurant and so on (something that probably would not happen today). If I ate lunch, I would sign for the check. The first time this happened, I was ignorant of the customs of tipping. The waitress was nice, so I left her a $10 tip on what was probably a $3 chopped liver sandwich. As an adult, I have realized why my parents sent me downstairs. I hope it was worth $10.