cross-posted from: https://lemmy.dbzer0.com/post/6053496

There’s a reason we revere brunch. We look forward to unpacking the work week with friends over decadent egg dishes, syrup-laden pancakes and the requisite mimosa. We give ourselves permission to indulge in extra bacon and maybe even a second champagne cocktail as we reconnect and relax.

But nowhere in this happy place do you picture vomit.

Yet dealing with patrons who lose their brunch is a reality for Bay Area restaurants offering the popular perk of bottomless mimosas. Particularly since the pandemic, they’re finding that diners, often ones in their early to mid-20s, are drinking too much and vomiting in the bathrooms — or even right on their tables. The burden on servers and staff to clean up after these public pukers is reaching a fever pitch, making it necessary for restaurants to take precautions and even implement fees.

At Kitchen Story, the cheery Asian-inspired restaurant in Oakland’s Rockridge district known for its millionaire’s bacon, the bathroom sports a pointed sign: “Dear all mimosa lovers, Please drink responsibly and know your limits. A $50 cleaning fees will automatically include in your tap when you throw up in our public areas. Thank you so much for understanding.” The text is signed off with a smiling emoji.

    • FiveMacs@lemmy.ca
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      But that’s losing money…instead they can just charge you more for them getting you drunk

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      before the sun is over the yard arm.

      I’ve never understood why the time of day matters. Why is getting shit faced in the day worse than doing the same at night?

      • ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ 帝@feddit.ukOPM
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        1 year ago

        One could argue that it’s a holdover (hangover) from more moralistic Victorian times where God forbid the hard-working man had a sniff of a barmaid’s apron before a few well-earned pints of stout at the end of the day.

        However, my years of daytime drinking suggest that it’s a good way to torpedo your day below the waterline - you either go home and sleep it off or it’s the start of a series of bad decisions that lead to mayhem, violence, illness and death (I lost three friends while in my twenties to some very poor ideas they had because they started drinking too early - one of whom had an 11 am funeral from where we all decamped to our local and things go wildly out of hand).

        That said, it can be fine as a one-off for a special occasion but even that can catch out the unwary.