Dear Renaissance Diner,

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Dear Renaissance Diner,

Hey. So, I've totally had an awesome time when we've hung out - wasted at 3am, eating ill-advised mozzarella sticks; hanging out with my friends after class - it's all been pretty great. But we're still getting to know each other a little bit and I just - well, I just wanted to bring this up before it becomes a thing, you know?

The chairs and tables in your atrium don't match. There! I said it.

And this isn't a case of just chairs that aren't a set. That would be totally fine. I would have no issue with that. You are entitled to express yourself just like anyone else. But, Renaissance Diner, your chairs are just, well, they're too short. I am a normal-sized, nay, larger-than-normal-sized woman, and even I felt like I needed a booster seat.

I don't want this to come off judge-y. You know I like you, and your full bar, and your lack of creepy waiters like some diners I might mention (*cough*Moonrock*cough). But seriously. Look into new chairs. Or new tables! Either way would work. I want to keep hanging out, but this could put a real damper on it.

Always Your Friend,
Anna

p.s. You should talk to your cooks about what "medium rare" means, too, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.