We had a reservation for three and upon arrival, we were immediately seated. The good news ended there. We were taken into the dining room which brought me back to my nana?s living room in western Pennsylvania. From the white stone on the walls to the grand piano jammed into the tiny room (complete with random old man playing the piano) the sterile d?cor was missing only burnt red shag carpet and an Atari 2600. But what really brought me back to my roots was the ?kids? table we were sat next to. Yes, that is right, in this ?posh? establishment, a table of ten kids ? 6-12yrs old right in the middle of the dinner crowd. Lest you wonder where their parents were, the children were sat near the ?grown up table? - from which they were often scolded for random hijinx and horse play.
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