2 /5
Évaluation
★
★
We left the restaurant almost before the order and wish we had the food. When the grim little woman sat at the front door, she laid all the way to the back of the restaurant next to the kitchen doors. The table was rolled and she cried over the bartender restaurant to put a coaster under one of the legs. When we sat down, there was olive oil or something that was spilled on the ground and made it very slippery. Instead of brushing it, the waitress threw some napkins under my chair and insisted that it was from my boots. It wasn't until the olive oil driped under the table on my pants that I could prove to her that it wasn't me. The food was of the same quality. My husband ordered an Italian...