Dining

I remember walking around Grand Place, the town square in Brussels.  Off to the side was a long alley.  On either side of it were dining tables.  Waiters were next to them.  They were trying to get tourists to sit at their sites.  I thought it was funny–they reminded me of used-car salesmen with their high-pressure sales tactics.  I didn’t fall for it, but thought it was an interesting experience.  This painting is my representation of the experience.