Alright, that’s it. I’ve had enough of you two jack-asses. I’ve spent the whole night listening to you making cracks about the food and the help. Well, I got news for you: People like this place. I like this place. And when you insult this restaurant, you insult me. You know, I used to think you two took after your mother, liking the ballet and all that, but your mother liked a good ball game too. She even had a hot dog once in a while. She may have had fancy tastes, but she had too much class to ever make me or anybody else feel second-rate. If she saw the way you two have behaved tonight, she’d be ashamed. I know I am.
As said by John Mahoney (1940 – 2018), who played the part of Martin Crane in the critically acclaimed seattle-based sitcom Frasier. In the many warm and heartfelt tributes after his sad passing, it was clear that how highly regarded he was an actor. But even the most casual of readers of my blog will know how big a fan of Frasier I am. And so he will always be Marty Crane to me, who, despite a stubborn and gruff exterior, had a huge heart and was immensely proud of both his sons. But just like the best fathers he wasn’t afraid to call them out on their bad behaviour, remind them of their roots and family responsability.