We just want to be fed. To be seated at the table, look at the menu, order food, and then forget about it until we are eating it.
We don’t want cheap Asian on a Thursday night presented as an accidental degustation menu, one dish at a time, with inexplicable and unpredictable pauses between each while an army of waitstaff scramble around at the front counter.
We don’t want the rice served last of all, when we have finished eating and are exasperated by wondering where the hell our food is.
Feed us now!