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| - Just no. Don't do it. There are other places to find food, like McDonalds, or the half sandwich you left in your bag from yesterday.
The pasta portion of our meal was prepared immediately. We paid at the cash and where told that the pizza and garlic bread would be brought to the table shortly. Unless shortly means never, then shortly never came. As our pasta went from warm to cold, I finally went back to check on both the pizza and garlic breads progress (because really, who eats their garlic bread AFTER their pasta?). I was informed by the surly pizza maker that he had already made our pizza. Um... my distinct lack of pizza begs to differ. There was also no sign of the garlic bread. I was again told it would be brought to the table. Time passes. I get up to check again only to see them removing two charcoal briquettes that may have once resembled garlic bread from the oven and putting them on a plate. I think they may have caught the expression on my face because they very quickly turned away from me, dropped the briquettes in the garbage and put 2 new pieces of bread in the oven.
When the garlic bread (and pizza) finally did arrive, what was left of our pasta was stone cold, but even hot, it left much to be desired. My partners linguini was gummy, the apples in my fancy brie and apple ravioli where giant, floppy, wedges of sour inedibleness, and the amount of (cheddar?) cheese the threw on our daughters pizza barely qualified it as a cheese pizza.
I can't say the indigestion we all suffered from on the car ride home made me any more inclined to ever eating here again. My can of Brio soda however was excellent. Best part of the meal.
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