People who come to NYC and then eat at “The Olive Garden” need to have their taste buds examined. And possibly get on the waiting list for a taste bud transplant.
People who come to NYC and then eat at “The Olive Garden” need to have their taste buds examined. And possibly get on the waiting list for a taste bud transplant.
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That is a phenomenon I do not understand. I wish I could have unlimited time and money to eat my way through NYC.
I honeymooned in Tahiti, where fresh seafood and other wonderful food is abundant, and another couple my husband and I met and went out for dinner with ordered…pizza.
The lines of people waiting to get into the Olive Garden are insane. Mmmm…Tahiti pizza!
That reminds me of the episode of The Office where Michael Scott went to New York City and was so excited to eat at his favorite pizza place there: Sbarro’s.
THANK YOU! It’s like lining up to go to Hard Rock Cafe in Rome. Or Paris. Or Beirut. Or anywhere else I’ve ever seen on a HRC t-shirt.
Excellent “Office” reference, P.K.