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| - The ravioli still tastes frozen. It's overpriced, and for the price I paid, I could buy dozens of cans of Chef Boyardee's ravioli, which taste better than the freezer burnt vomit that Amy served.
The appetisers are all riddled with oil. My god, I'm surprised that this restaurant hasn't been invaded by the USA, there's that much oil!
The salads also cost a goldmine, and for the ingredients, quality, and overall taste, I'd rather go eat at some fast food chain than eat Amy's "salads."
The desserts are still store bought, and Amy has somehow made some of them turn waxy and foamy, which I consider to be an amazing accomplishment, as I thought store bought desserts were already at the most disgusting they could be. Apparently I was wrong.
Sami and Amy are still both angry and trollish.
This place's hours should read Monday-Sunday: CLOSED!
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