It is funny how the way you are raised affects so much how you raise your children. I don't think Chris went to more than 5 real restaurants (sit down w/a menu) before he turned 10. He is #3 of 9 children w/a stay at home mom. He teases me that he likes barbecue so much b/c until he was in college he thought barbecue was hamburgers on the grill. On the other hand my mom worked and my family has always loved eating out. I can't remember not eating out ever at nice restaurants. If we ever acted up we knew we would be murdered so I can't remember but a handful of times ever acting up and when I have my mother made sure I got a talking too so it never lasted long.
I guess this has motivated me to teach my kids to behave well in restaurants and in general when we are in public. Well lets just say I often equate getting the kids anywhere is like herding cats. Well having them behave at a restaurant is like herding tigers into a high chair and getting them to eat lettuce.
Anyhow we are making it work. Our tricks include, lots of finger foods, bringing Harm his own sandwich b/c he hates all food practically, magnetic drawing boards, small quiet toys, and begging the waiter to beg the kitchen staff to be swift ;) Yesterday we went to a great Mexican place and the twins cracked us up. They kept dipping their chips into the salsa, guzzled water, and repeated again. They are my little Hispanic babies at heart.
Hopefully one day they will be as well behaved as my siblings and I were as kids. Of course now I understand why my parents insisted on going to places that serve alcohol. Since we don't drink that means we always need places with great desserts!