This restaurant had small rooms that gave you the feeling that you were important enough to be separated from the unwashed masses. Our first table was located in a relatively quiet spot and all of a sudden, the people at the next table started arguing very loudly.

My stomach started to cramp up. I thought about all the money we were spending on this meal only to have the food sitting like lead in our tummies and I asked our waiter to change our table. He was kind enough to take us to a different room.

The next room was also quiet and I could feel myself starting to relax. Too soon. The people at the next table spent the entire meal talking about their constipation, their surgeries, their aches and pains, and their doctors and their prescribed medications.