My mom wanted soup, really delicious soup and around here that means One World. I was thinking " arrrr! I don't want rabbit food" but actually saying " oh sure mom that sounds great".
Oh my gosh. I ate a hearty, savory and cruelty free meatball dish that has been permanently added to my cravings list.
I guess we ate at some "lunch special" price and that meant they don't refill ice tea so that is the only drop in ratings (because I felt like a stupid outsider when the waiter had to brief us on this obviously expensive practice suspended for lunch service.)
There was plenty to eat, but they brought a bowl of peanuts anyway. I left feeling a little bit "special" like a vegan church lady but also guilty. I took advantage of some confused vegetable, so desperate for love that it became chick-un. It's shame has become my own.
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