You've changed.
You used to be my jam, now I don't recognize you in the slightest. Price have gone up, portions have gone down. Dishes are altogether different. I understand your need to try new things, but I can't help but feel left behind in your journey to reinvent yourself.
I don't want to be the one to hold you back, so I won't. Clearly we're both after different things, and we have grown apart these past few years. Now is your time to be your new self, experience new things. I want you to feel the freedom that you are entitled to in self exploration.
Maybe in a little while our paths will cross again, and we can see if our mutual interest have realigned.
Until then, I will dream about the old times where I was satisfied after a single meal and didn't have to order additional plates in order to no longer feel hunger.
Good bye for now and I wish you nothing but success with your new identity.
P.S. The new food is fine, I am not faulting the options or taste of the menu. Just that it's no longer a place I am keen to visit. Also, the male server/bartender is as off putting and as they come. As my friend described it; his presence is akin to a seagull flying into the restaurant and shitting on his food.