I've traveled the world, so when I saw a place touting its global cuisine, excitement ensued. Even better was that it was locally-owned and dingy, really are there any better signs of that precious 'hole-in-wall' restaurant status that we all know to be the rare yet loved find?
The name only justifies this locale because no matter which part of the globe you are from, you would be disappointed with the fare offered.
The service wasn't warm, but even its coolness couldn't compete with that of the food. In fact, at the end of the lackluster buffet was an aptly placed microwave oven. Next to the microwave was another touch which indicated the confidence of the staff in their offering: a peanut butter and jelly station; this was almost too much!
Along with the cold, sloppy food and uncommitted service, came prices on par with decent restaurants. Truly if I had slapped down a couple bucks and gotten that buffet, I would have half-expected and rehashed the old "get what you pay for" cliche. The motto here is you'll pay for what you get, and there is a decent chance you are paying for queasiness in this case.
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