To what culinary planet is vague. The mighty Gray Area rules.
Regional variations are vast.
You're in a furniture store, for chrissake. Now, poof - it's Spanish. New banquette tables, by Inquisition architects, have legs diabolically positioned to crush kneecaps. At Rodriguez's more expensive Chicama across the store, the lag between courses can outlast a Fidel Castro speech. At Pipa, it's al reverso .