And my meal came out poorly prepared. I usually don't say much. But in this case, I felt justified. The prices at this place were ridiculous, and it is supposed to have a stellar reputation. I tried to be discrete about it. We all felt a little awkward already - it's just the kind of place you might eat at once every five years, if that. At the same time, it's not like I'm some rube.

In fairness, this place is known for offering unlimited salad and breadsticks with each meal. (They don't use the term "unlimited," though. When you get to a certain level of pretentiousness, the word you apparently use is "endless.") So it wasn't a complete loss.