Ugh!
First, a lack of creativity/originality on the name of the place. Puh-leeze!
Then, I wasn't sure what to order because none of my colleagues had been here before. So, I thought I'd go safe and order chicken alfredo topped with feta cheese and accompanied with slices of garlic bread.
Stupid me, I should have stopped the minute I had my first bite. It tasted odd. I thought it must've been because of the feta cheese. I just had my first taste of (flamed) feta cheese minutes before that a friend ordered as an appetizer.
Immediately after I had my fill of dinner, my stomach cramped. blank! blank! blank!
As a result, I was up that following morning at 5am, throwing up...for 12 hours! Yep, food poisoning! To be sick in a strange city is not comforting!
Ugh! I should have trusted my instinct and dined elsewhere.
Like I said...ugh!