Life. Death. Universe. What does it all mean? Why are we here? What's on the ceiling? I couldn't help but wonder what in gods name was on the hostesses mind as she walked around looking up not giving a shit about her job. Our poor waitress was running around on her own while our dirty plates sat on our table as dessert arrived.
I mean, pizza is delicious. The food was great. But this establishment couldn't handle the buzz of Friday night and it's 6 patrons that came with it.