"Imagine a fifties diner with a bar at dusk, almost empty and the hostess sits you at a table next to the only other eating. The couple does not understand how to speak in conversational tones. They were yelling at each other as if the music was playing at stadium levels. Of course we moved away to a quieter area. The salad was miniature, the rib eye steak was a strip steak. When I called the issue to the managements attention, they told me, they have only rib eye steak. No arguing with these people. Paid my bill and left. What an ugly dinning experience!"
