In my 36 years on Earth, my night here ranks as one of the worst eating experiences I've ever had. I don't know if this is "authentic" food, but I hope there isn't a nationality out there that wants to claim as its own a leathery, deeply chewy tube of greyish meat wrapped around a pound of lumpy cheese separated into chunks and oil. When I eventually managed to cut through the meat, the contents spilled out onto my plate like a huge puddle of bad life choices made solid. That this "restaurant" serves pre-frozen items manufactured somewhere else comes as absolutely no surprise.
It's hard to screw up fries. The only real way is to leave them for a while in the heater before serving them to a guest. I mean, when the majority of your foods are deep-fried, you would think that they would at least deep-fry them to order.
And on top of all of this, the manager spent about five minutes berating an uncomfortable-looking waitress about ten feet from our table. Super-successful managing! You sure put that poor lady in her place IN PUBLIC, as all good businesses do.