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| - We arrived around 5:15pm on a Tuesday night. The place was empty. (The place did begin to fill up around 6pm.) I liked the look of it. The waiter and was super friendly. Service was decent. The food and pricing sucked. Way overpriced.
I had the Chicken Meatballs with spicy sauce. Not sure what I really expected in 3 small balls of meat, but the spicy sauce was NOT at all spicy, and the meatballs were sort of boring. ZZZzzzz The bread on the side had butter on it. Yuck. I also ordered the $5.99 oversized cheese pizza slice because basically the server told me meatballs were not enough food. Uh, the pizza was NOT oversized. A total rip off for 6 bucks. I can get a bigger slice of pizza anywhere on the strip! Bummer.
I was still hungry after my small, $17 meal. So my wife gave me a piece of her veggie meatball sandwich. Then it all went to hell....
I took a bite and bit down HARD on what I thought was a rock! My wife thinks it was maybe an uncooked lentil? Are uncooked lentils that hard? Anyways, I bit down on what felt like a rock and almost broke a tooth. A young kid came by to take the plate and I told him about the rock/lentil. I lifted the stone type object for him to see, and dropped it onto the plate so he could HEAR the loud CLICK as it hit the plate. If it tastes like a rock, feels like a rock and LOOKS like a rock, it is a rock. Or maybe a really hard lentil.
So the kid tells me he is going to get the manager. At this point, I just wanted to get out of there, but I prepared in my mind what I would say to the manager. I would tell him or her that I did NOT show them the lentil/rock for any sort of discount, or maybe a free dessert. I only thought they should know about it so it would not happen to another person. Well, no manager ever showed up.
We left, and had dessert at the Max Brenner chocolate place on the strip...
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