gone are the days when one could instantly recognize a gentlemen
by the cut of his suit, or count on one to pull out a lady's chair,
but here is a gentleman's gentleman. Coyote Sir, in his dress
white linens, believes one should always be attired for dinner.
One never knows when one might be offered the perfect invitation.
Dinner for three, given the right companions, may even turn into
a romantic dinner for tow, or, if the appetizer is particularly
petite, an occasion for dining alone. However many in your
party, should you be dying to fill a seat, or empty one, Coyote
Sir is happy to oblige. Don't let the loll of his burgundy
tongue and the angle of his eye disturb your merry making; letting
the good times roll is his specialty.