You're all dressed up and eager to order fantastic food. You order the finest wine, peek at the amazing menu and ponder which wonderful dish you would choose.
Then comes an angry waiter, starts explaining how every one of the offered dishes is disgusting and has been sitting on the floor waiting for you to order it. He goes into detail, calls this one an extremist, that one a loon, the other crazy-ass. So you settle.
You order the ROMNEY FISH. It's not electable - nor delectable. But you hope it won't disturb your bowls like that Obama-crap-soup.
Now that's a bad evening at a restaurant in my opinion. :-(
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