We still have a ways to go .....

The last weekend was most of what I expected. Friday had a quick stop for Raul's birthday at Twist with Mr. S before going to the Mainland for dinner. Only in Miami can you find a Colombian restaurant decorated from top to bottom and side to side with plastic flowers and foliage. (Note: pineapples do not grow upside down from trees.) Even the men's room looked like a cheap background from an old Tarzan movie. We had a good meal.

I was debating with myself about blogging about the rest of the evening, but since I think it is important to state, I am doing so. It might be a little rough around the edges, but here it goes.
The Colombian restaurant is in Miami and on the weekends there is live music and dancing. Mr. S and I were the only same sex couple at the dinner. There were 13 of us, including 2 married couples, my sister, a married woman whose husband could not make it and the single girls. All the children were left with babysitters for the evening. The wait staff was attentive and the conversation was light and lively. Near the end of the evening (after we had already finished our meals and were getting ready to pay) I went to the washroom. I was followed in by a doorman and was told (in Spanish) that this a family restaurant and to tone it down and that we were not appreciated there. Upon leaving the restroom, I immediately asked to see the manager who backed up the doorman! I was in shock. Mr. S. and I sat next to each other during dinner and it was quite a "G" evening without any public display of affection (Though we did hold hands under the table a couple of times.)

I asked the manager what was wrong. He said (again the conversation was in Spanish) that people had complained. I asked about what and to point out who. He could not answer. He said that it was a family establishment. I told him I was there with my family. He also said that they have the right to deny service. I said it was too late after we had already been there for two hours, ate a complete meal and had left a large tip. Mr. S and I exited immediately.

The group at the table also became offended and came to our defense immediately and actually did call "The Miami Herald". I then took a breath and asked for the manager again at the front door. I guess I was fishing for an apology that was not to come. I told him that: 1. It was completely inappropriate and offensive the way the door guy followed me into the bathroom and made the statement 2. If something inappropriate or offensive was perceived, he should have pointed it out right away 3. He could not state what was inappropriate or offensive or to whom 4. It was insulting the way we were treated and that 5. It was very convenient the way they waited until after we were done and paid that they made their comments.

I live on the mainland. To those who do not, and have gotten used to the safety and openness of other areas, be aware .... closed minds still exist. I have drafted a letter to some publications, local groups and to the owner of the establishment about the experience (having it proofed by some of the group for accuracy and content).

The optimist in me still thinks people can change, but sometimes you are dealt a blow that sets you back a bit. The night was not all wasted. We did have a good time together as a group. I know I have family and friends that accept me and stand up for me and those I care for. The group ended the evening at Ana's house and Mr. S. and I had a quiet evening.

THE GOOD THINGS: Saturday, Mr. S. and I got to "loaf" for a bit with lots of food, a couch and TV. In the afternoon we met up with friends and we got together with Provincetown Jerry and her friends at the Palace. It was really great to see her.

Sunday was the Miami Aids Walk. My optimism got a boost seeing the families, college students, dogs, etc come out. I was also glad to see, and catch up with, the Florida legend and icon Ms. Tiffany Arieagus. She is working for Care Resource. Twist and the Palace had water for the walkers and "The" Mrs Astor was up bright and early to support the whole thing.

Oh! I left my camera in my sis's car so not too many new pics.

Until later ......... Pray for those who have not learned about inclusion and tolerance ....