We were off to have a joyous dinner for my grandmother's 90th birthday. Thank god she's still alive. The only thing worse than the food was the atmosphere and the talentless entertainment. The hag of a singer insisted on putting old mens bald heads on her chest. The hockey puck garlic rolls were just as bad as the tasteless veal cutlet. The only good thing was the water. Save yourself the trouble and when you see the Verdis sign, keep driving.
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